I've been looking so long at these pictures of you, that I almost believe that they're real. I've been living so long with my pictures of you, that I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel.
Remembering. You standing quiet in the rain as I ran to your heart to be near. And we kissed as the sky fell in. Holding you close. How I always held close in your fear.
Remembering. You running soft through the night, you were bigger and brighter and wider than snow. And screamed at the make-believe. Screamed at the sky. And you finally found all your courage to let it all go.
Remembering. You fallen into my arms, crying for the death of your heart. You were stone white, so delicate, lost in the cold. You were always so lost in the dark.
Remembering. You how you used to be slow drowned. You were angels. So much more than everything. Hold for the last time then slip away quietly.
Open my eyes but I never see anything.