Ink and paper

Darling, in your book of leather, tethered to your chest
There’s a folded letter
Written without rest

Twisting my own words, I wander, trying to convey
This hidden truth, I’ve pondered
Fearing to focus my days

All of my bittersweet lies, my blank smiles and longing goodbyes
Fault of a cowardly mind, I’ve lost all, waiting for signs
Waiting for signs

Desperate in this haze of vapor, words are aligned and unsure
But it’s just ink and paper
Writing to render my core

All of my bittersweet lies, my blank smiles and longing goodbyes
Fault of a cowardly mind, I’ve lost all, waiting for signs
Waiting for signs

Now in the night, how I long for you
Me, foolish pride, and my forlorn truth

All of my bittersweet lies, my blank smiles and longing goodbyes
Fault of a cowardly mind, I’ve lost all, waiting for signs
Waiting for signs