Pink and Grey Hearts

where have I stowed away my love,

waiting for you?

I didn't know you'd come along

as soon as I said I was through.

I hide within this shroud,

no light can reach me,

and I hear you banging on the door,

begging for me to see...

what I have done.

what have I done?

I'm awake now,

I can feel your labored breath

on my neck.

I just can't mourn our death

since I was already dead.

it's painful to think

you will never stand a chance,

you can't protect me.

in your hands, life is such a delicate dance.