It kills you too darling, I know it.
We crossed the line of love and lust.
This may have been our ‘star-crossed’ moment
but it always felt real to us.
We led each other, laced our fingers.
We tried to find the rigid words.
Away from scouting bar room singers
trying to combine our parting worlds.
You promised me you fought my fight
and you gave me that ‘we know’ smile.
This city on a cold April night
to me felt just like Kebili.
About to say almost everything;
things that we’ve both always known.
Then suddenly you go back to him
and I wake up alone.