I see the light you once held there,
the brilliance that shone inside.
But the shine is fading from your stare,
and you’ve seen all I had to hide.

On a silver tipped and waxwork wing,
we could chase the sun forever.
But we both know what the warmth will bring,
we would fall from grace together.

You’ve built a castle, made it strong.
Bricks and glass your liberation.
Then I arrived, and before too long
I made the cracks in your foundation.

Perhaps I saw what you did not
and I abused ambivalence.
But when we give all we’ve got,
we leave with all our innocence.

I have offered you my absence,
but we could not give our best.
Where once I saw two fragments,
now I see the rest.