Scratches On My Gravestone

| To My Dearly Beloved |

Fragile, frozen soul resting between my trembling hands,

I hold you up against my slowing heartbeat.

I pray silently for my dearly beloved,

Let me kiss her back to life with the thump in my chest,

Let me embrace her with everything I have left in me.

How can I save this precious life before me?

How can I learn to love again?

I relive this moment,

Longing to see your beautiful smile.

And my chest hurts to see you cry like this,

My spirit grieves to see you live like this.

I am afraid to ask you to put your heart in me,

When trust means everything to you.

Because, I know...

Believe me, I know...

I feel the cleansing rain that fills your eyes,

I taste the bleeding pain that fills your soul,

And I know...

It is not enough to rid yourself of the stain.

It is not enough to make you whole again.

I am not enough to make you whole again,

But you make me want to learn to love again,

To make your tears my new inspiration.

If I can pick up all your broken pieces,

Let me swallow them down like shattered glass,

And savour the flavour of you,

My dearly beloved.

And let me learn to understand you,

Let me learn to be there for you,

As I hold you just a little longer between my trembling hands.