What makes it worse is / that we forget we ever / felt so small ourselves.

Because of you, these / minor chords have become the / major thing I hear.

Guess I'm still trusting / that good things come to those who / wait. It's been five years.

I've never read one / word that didn't mean something / else altogether.

You promise me things / I'll never see. Oh love, that / you would see through me!

It just won't let us / let it go, so let's let each / other down nicely.

Lover, they say we / are boundless, but I'll still stick / just as close to you.

We didn't find our / hearts fireside, but I got burnt / all the same by you.

Consider me an / itch, an aggrivated word / on your haptic skin.

Your forgiveness and / my hollow hunger are the / least of my worries.