We Were Dancing An Hour Before We Met

the last time i saw you, you had short black hair and

that far off look in your eyes shaking your words like it

was all so unbearable

no one is watching

no one is watching now

the next time you were striking notes in that soft blue

light telling secrets to a room full of strangers on the

verge of another breakdown.

this time you will stand on your own.

a n o t h e r b r o k e n s t r i n g

did it frame your sadness

did it echo tragedy

did it feel too real

i saw you breathing so silently wondering if the flash

cought it

all in time and i finally understood every word so when

it is time to come and take me away i will be here

waiting for the last chord to end waiting for the

understanding that is you