we look into each other's eyes
drawing a shaky breath
touching ever so lightly our swimming with sparkles
of surprise and utter horror
heads
Daphne, look me in the eye
move the branches of your hands from across your heart
I've never wanted this to end like this
I've never wanted to make myself look like this
leaves hide away your silhouette into the echo of
our last dance and I know there's nothing left out there
already another scorned lover's frown will be a mask of mine
from this day on
and even though I know (so many things but still never enough
when it comes to this sort of rushing into my bloodstream thoughts)
it could have ended just the way it did
nothing but my bitter smile seems to stay outside the motion
I could've been more careful (so many lives already taken down
just because of the haze and rushing to my groin blood)
I could've smiled a bit longer and in a less strained way
my hands could've rested on your tights way sooner
blouse undone way quicker with fingers trained years ago
it could've been our night (why does the arrow of your
hopeless with fright eyes hurt so much
when you're nothing but just another silly girl
not really worth any minute of my time?
it's not as if I haven't seen that look before but it hurts
so much now I feel I must go)
silly thoughts of enjoying this together took away the fun
and I know, hearing your footsteps die away in the crowd
of trees
that wine will be the best cure (as always), music pounding already in my veins
and a boy draping himself over and onto my lap
Ah, life, you always give the best dishes last,
don't you now?