Where are you my sweetest lullaby?
I wish I had your scent on me, sedating me
With that afterglow of security.
Years have gone by,
I can see you so vividly.
When’s the day your presence becomes tactile?
I believe in you, I can feel your smile.
It becomes the only thing to make non-mundane
A life of dark exile.
Exist for me,
My sweet salvation.
Just be for me.
I’m not sure how much longer I could hold on.
I wonder if somewhere across bridges, seas or tables,
You’ve yearned for me for just as long.
I wonder if you know that I twist my hair in thought.
That I look to the right when I’m shy.
Would you recognize me?
Would I recognize you?
I wish coincidence would just let us try.
Maybe you’re already in my life,
But I think I would’ve known,
Because I can see the way you’d look at me
Beyond the surface, straight inside.
I can’t bring myself to even think that I might be wrong.
That you’re uncreated,
That I’m cursed to life alone.
No, no. No.
I know you.
I can almost touch you.
You must be real,
A lifetime of hope can’t be made up.
Can it?
Not with this,
not with the way the mere thought of you makes me feel.