I’d Rather Not Say Boundaries

You were my mortality
In your absence, what is left to fear?
The remedy to my muted mind
To be blind is to see after all this time (All this time)
Stuck in a stasis
Stagnant (Stagnant, stagnant)

Moments and words compound into days
Days turn to years and here I stayed
I like it here, everything has its place
Everything has its place but us

What is there left to feel once you've sank into the depths of love?

Blessed by the touch of the girl with the gift of Midas
Witness to her gracе as she creates and kills all shе passes

Fingers fractured by touch
Skin embraced becomes corrupt
Don’t you have anything to say for yourself?
Don't you have anything left to say?

Like how I shouldn't blame myself?
Regardless of how many years too late it is for that to help
A single second of clarity