Why is it that you are everywhere, but nowhere near me? You leave traces of yourself for everyone to find, but all I get are the memories.
You break my heart once, yet I allow you to do it twice. Your silence used to be my words, but now all I decipher is a hollow void. You helped me destroy the graves of my past, but now you build new ones for me. Now with you, you bring those grey clouds. Now with you, you bring the dagger to dig back those graves of past.
How can we be still perfect?
We are toxic, and though we burn with the same fire, the fire that builds you up but brings me down to ashes.