Somewhere in the grey and black, Knowing you're not coming back All that I'm left to have Is this empty space And when something becomes all you have It becomes something you embrace
And so I long desperately, Long for it to stay While my time And all the rest of me, Slowly still efface. And in my head, I'm whole again. I talk to you, Consoled again. All my thoughts, All my mind- We have conversations all the time. Still, I write the words to you The words I think you already knew In another one of my letters.
Letters to you, Letters from me, Unanswered yesterday, Today will be the same.