Noyadé

And He Says

Sit back down but don't lock your door,

The sea, she longs for her lover, the sun.

For his distance from her spans from shore to shore,

Yet it pains them both like a wound from a gun.

I see the pills that scatter your floor,

But I'm scared for you, your heart is cold.

What would you want to kill yourself for?

Were your thoughts up there too chary to hold?

And yet you don't feel neon, you're numb.

And he says that he loves you so much,

Yet there's an abundance of pain that has yet to come,

He craves your voice, and you for his touch.

And he says he'll be by your side,

And he loves you for who you are.

Your love compares to a lonely ride,

But it's requited, he's just so far.

You wake up in a hospital bed,

The light is garish and hurts your head.

He loves you and does not want you dead,

And he says...