coastline
Remember that day, we just wanted to get away
You took me to the beach; it was my first time being there
Everyone is so surprised with how little I’ve done in my life
Little did I know you’d be my reaper, gripping onto your scythe
Do things remind you of me like they remind me of you?
Does the bracelet around your wrist ever rattle my name?
The coastline reminds me of you, the small divide between the sea and land
It's the most beautiful, to think otherwise is imputable
Footprints in time, tales of a bygone eras embrace
I do wonder, would you come dig up our memories from our special place?
I’ll hold the shovel, I'll pull them from the sand
I look back but my eyes don't lock with yours
I flip over scurrying to stop the sound of my alarm
The only image my phone displays is the reflection of my loneliness
Unlocking to the lacking amount of contact
I’m the one you had to subtract
The songs you used to dance to fill me with sorrow
I miss the part you were out of breath and laid down in my lap
Your hair was always so soft and beautiful
You were beautiful
Your friends told us we were beautiful
But now we is me, and you are you
Talk to me sometime, I'll make time for two
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