Becoming A Vestige (again)

walk past the case, and look into the mind you erase
all the things we love simply aren't enough to place
us back in this long distant love affair we tried to trace
words unreturned and now look at what we've burned
i stare into your eyes while i try to find the word
that explains what you've done to my memory's term
nothing left but those agonizing minutes that turned into hours
and hours that faded into days, without the beauty of the flowers
in the stillness and calm, i don't know where i'm gone
i'm blown away with no recollection of my song
these moments last excruciatingly long
bouncing this ball of whats okay and what's wrong
i catch the ball in midair and let you pierce me with your stare
a heart of stone has been attached to my every bone
bleeding cold and alone, through these missing tones
if only i could hear more than the answering machine
and if you'd only explain to me exactly where you've been
where did you go?
i can't tell if i'm alive or dead

where did you go?
here in front of me, and now i no longer know
where did you go?
here in front of me, you faded into the mystery

you've still got my rib, and that's the hardest part
i don't know why you continue to break my heart
but i continue to rebuild it with faith in your part
i count up the kisses trying to find something wrong
your missing verses become a throng of missing messages
deciding that a complicated maze is proper explanation for this phase
the labyrinth is so exclusively embedded in your every phrase
deciphering my passwords to the briefcase
and looking up the papers of your last left trace
i'm a detective seeking clues for my own murdered feelings
the blood spots leave nothing but messages strewn about ceilings
what happened to the modern day life healing?
nothing now, left for the forgotten lore
and all the message of love, now shattered on the floor
i don't know if this is goodbye
but it is an acknowledgement of what i've felt, stabbing my insides

where did you go?
here in front of me, and now i no longer know
where did you go?
here in front of me, you faded into the mystery


~Hows that for a soft side? it killed me to write this.

Love,
Digress.