what’s up ahead
what’s there to fear
when i don’t remember why i’m even here
i pick up the phone
just a dead line
there’s no one waiting for me, looking for a sign
it’s getting cold but i don’t know why
there’s nothing left if we’re not even gonna try
walk through the door
leave it behind
uncovered anything there ever was to find
a tired glance
the empty space
the disappointment written all across your face
whispering sins
the details poured
and everything you want in pieces on the floor
apologies
too few too late
and the growing urge to lecture and berate
half-hearted sighs
and the wreckage left
in a couple years maybe a letter sent
it's all torn up now and we don't even know how
the end comes on so strong and everything here is gone
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