I look for you in the places you used to inhabit.

It is easier to close my eyes and remember you,

I’ll admit that I am a coward.

Yet, isn’t it so comforting to play safe, to be in control,

To know that you cannot to make me cry?

I look for you in the memories I have of you,

Like silver and gold, I seek to blend you,

Yet when the light strikes what I know of you…it disappears into the void of the past.

Like silver and gold, I seek to mend you,

Yet when the light strikes what I thought of you…it unravels how much I missed trying to mold you into my idea of perfection.

Like silver and gold, I seek to mend my ways,

I wonder how far gone you are to turn back and see me standing right beside you.