My nights are late
as your dawn begins to break,
stars in the distance
are drowning in all this light,
invisible angels toiling above in heaven
watch as our skies fall down,
meters and miles
between my watch and your dreams,
your phone calls and my sleep,
calendar pages turn
yet from the window I cannot turn away,
lost in the haze of each goodbye,
I think I'm a little more blind every time,
until my eyes shut,
images bleeding behind
how I've let go for the last time,
said a final goodbye,
divided into two, yet whole the same,
we are one, we are gone,
no one to blame.
