the both of us loved music
it absorbed us
our waves crashed against the waves of the sound
and that crash just added to the melody
you were so immersed in the crash
you didn't even notice
when my wave
cut your wave open
and bled salty ruby tears
you didn't even notice
your wave bled until it was no more
and then it was just my wave
that your salt dried onto
don't worry, jules
there are waves in hell
the waves of flames crash just like ours
you can cling onto one, and I'll watch from the towers
