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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