When we’re apart whatever are you thinking of?
If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
**home referring to the aftermath of broken relationship, trying to move on and survive but always feeling not at home and alone.
How did this love become just a tale, one speech among tormented speeches? I can't forget you: you seduced me with your delicate mouth; with your hand, like a hand held out to drowning a man; and with light like that which comforts a traveler (where has that light in your eyes gone?).
