I don’t know where I’m going , Moving from wax to wane. But your hands will still always search for me only to find dust , brought by the wind before the rain. You eyes will never catch my shadow again That is lingering on your floor Because you can’t hold beautiful things unless they are broken I will move out in front of you Will you please open that door? You will yearn for my hair, And how your fingers got lost In the curls of the forest That quenched your thirst . You will yearn for my lips in hunger You will miss how I taste In the darkness when you look at the other side of the bed You will realize it’s too late. Sometimes in sleep when you dive into the ocean And find it difficult to breathe You will find nobody who will kiss you and make you taste air. Now when you bring flowers You will have to keep it in the vase The fragance will linger But it will never bring back my scent. You will never feel the light of joy That I brought with me Now you will turn blind And forget how I taught you to see. Your room now will be struck by silence That once echoed my laughter For my voice will be too far to reach you And the walls only talk to each other Of the woman you named me after. Now you have to cross the bridges alone Because you let me go. and asked me to find another ” home”. #splash2020 #nojotobbsr
