I can hear you
Even if it’s across a universe of memories
I can hear you
What we are
What we were
What are we now?
Before us I was a different person
Dancing with the demons and succubus
Laughing at all the things I was told would harm me
Now…
Now I wait
Usually in silence
My only friends are the music from a scratched record a bottle of gin
By the grace of gods or fate I’m living
A life of solitude
Of sorts
Almost by need
Maybe necessity
It might be the tears that fill my soon to be empty glass
Yeah, I hear you
Loud and clear
Even though you aren’t speaking
I hear you
Do you hear my goodbye?
