trying to forget // impossible

white knuckles mistake this merry go round for a race track

silk ribbons wave in the wind but they're faded and melancholy

your fingertips trace my cheek as I breathe in and raise my chin

melodies I sing caress the air the way my father touched me

your hands match his and though it's been ages I smell his breath

as you kiss my neck and warmth

isn't a comfort it's a cruelty