That look still lingers in your eye
from when we had other reasons
to stay up all night.
And all these hateful words
pour from the putrid wounds
caused by love.
We each know just how to twist
the knives we stab in places
we used to kiss.
But even still, you look so good
as I watch you walk out
of my heart.
And that look still lingers in my eye.
Perhaps we could find another reason
to stay up tonight?
Autumn Siders 