i told her i was investedin her parted lipsnot so much as a place to placemy whiskey-laced breathsof love me notsbut that i understand thatthe broken nightswhere the dark moon couldn'tbe seen clearly, onlythe copper alley light shonebrightly as cigarette smokeaura'd her emotioni hadn't come homeand had no plan tocreating apologies beforeeven betraying your trusti spilled red wine on my pantswondered if i should use your tearsto wash it outno, i have enough tears of my ownand now there are no tomorrowsno repentance, no forgivenessonly empty stares, ticking clocksand failed plansno love madeonly unmade bedsone-sided pillowsand goodbyesso fucked upi even miss your goodbyesyou've walked away a lot latelyand i haven't been dreamingyou may not be backdistance been going so longi forget how it begannow i reminisce of how it wasway long ago when you firstplaced your fingers on my skinthe first time your eyes let me inand my heart inhaled the promiseof foreverwhere did we go wrong?