Lies
When this dies, my love,
Weep salty tears for me;
Bury my face into your soul,
Only I have the key:
Be the worn asphalt below me,
With cracks and divots left:
Me you will remember,
Your heart has become, my theft.
I shall not try to reminisce,
I shall not feel the pain;
I shall not cry at all
Just hold your name in vain:
But honestly, my face can’t lie
I’m broken without thee,
Every day I ponder why,
My heart is not happy to be free.
~AAS
