Dust from the stars
meet my fingers in the dark
I try to feel around for it
but my fingers just search for yours
and I keep falling apart.
Sweetheart, your eyes
they steer clear of me
Like you can't see me break
everytime I see your face.
You say words like they mean nothing
and for someone like me
Who has nothing but words, they are everything
just like every action, baby.
Every single syllable has consequences.
You can cry all you want
go ahead feel bad, apologise.
Still can never change the fact
that the lips that touched yours before we ended
weren't even mine...
-fxg
