my body allows nothing on you
when you stray in neverness, debilitating everness.

i see you there, prancing in old habits -
like you're on holiday.
but you're far from it with that stained trust that you call living.

I don't wish I was there.
But it excites me when you believe,
you can also be here.

As of course there's something special,
But I don't want you to feel bad.
And don’t get me wrong, I miss you.

Your touch and my twitch seems like
it will last a lifetime -
as that's what sent you to heaven, remember?

place me in your mind carefully, so I don’t break -
because you're not beside me anymore,
and you can’t fix me.