Idea of You But Not Face

my face in the ground and a collar across my neck i tried to stand up, little by little but i fell on my knees again from crying on the thought of you to struggling for breathe over and over my face buried in the cold sand i can't recall your dreamy face it still happens now and then but i tell my heart to stop crying and mind to hatch some plans you were never mine in the first place even while writing, my body cold and pale my tragedy is i can't recall your face but my idea of you will never fade