Last night I thought I knew you and now you're a stranger.
I can remember your warmth and cadence of laughter
But as I open my eyes your face escapes like never after.
I grasp at beads of memories as I search for answers
Each spilling to the ground through my hands as they shatter.
Then I remember—that within the loneliness is a thereafter
So I close my eyes and search for you within the hereafter.
