when my ear is against my pillow-

the dew of your eyes still linger,

like a shadow, they follow.

your dead smile engraved

in to the depths of my brain-

from a kiss to a wave

i knew then, this couldn’t be saved

your face it reeked of despair

yet still, you pretended to be fair.

all you did was lie

and all i did was wonder why

and so i knew then, this couldn’t be saved.