So
you decided to return
after
all years that you let me burn
ignoring
every signal fire?
I
hope you like to walk on ashes of desire.
And
no, you're not supposed to take the blame -
only
the news there is not any flame
to
fuel the light that made you seem a soul mate.
And even though I wish to pin it all on fate
I
know this whole time filled with silence
was
not intended to feel like violence.
And
yet the only ears it protected
were
yours from hearing my heart breaking.
Now
wash your hands clean and go play your sound.
Cause
it were mine that smashed it on the ground
and
signed the byline of my fairy tale
that
went completely Orwell.
