"A Flash of Light, A Moment of Blindness, A Lifetime of Confusion "
Our bodies entwined
> A mesh of passion
>> and flesh
My mind begins to wander
And wonder to places it shouldn't go
> at times like these
I should be thinking of the love and freedom
> I am allowed to have
But instead I'm wrought
> with thoughts of emptiness
'Why?
Why does She love me?
Or does She even love me at all?
Is She just stringing me along
> to get what She wants?'
So many of our shared moments
> seem empty and loveless
Because of what the "others" did to me
Like when they poured salt and battery acid
> into every open wound
>> and on every last fragment (of my heart)
>>> No matter how small
Many nights I've laid awake
Listening to "our" song
Contemplating what the lines mean
> Contemplating what it all means
Those lines repeating in my head
> "This is the last true burning letter
>given to a girl, written by a boy"
and
> "I could still be ruthless if you let me"
I smile and think
> 'Maybe one day I'll understand?'
The moment's over, I kiss Her cheek,
> and let Her sleep.
Everything's normal again
> at least until next time
