memory breathes

the ache of our sin

guilt weeps

the crack from within

shadows of your fingertips

trace across my face

obscure my vision gently

i tell them to give me space

but they never listen

of forgetting, i’m incapable

so you linger there

your touch, inescapable

the words you whispered

hot on my cheek

the promises you broke

my heart grew weak

but darling, i still want you

your love, your time

i know it’s not good for me

but you’re my favourite crime

come closer, my love

not just your ghost

it is you that i crave

you that i need most

but alas, you’re gone

i know it to be true

that affairs once fun

will always split

into two