I am alone
Sitting with my broken glass
My four walls follow me through my past
I was on Paris train
I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there, swimming for apologies
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember... standing next to me
Riding on the Metro.
I was smiling as you took my hand
...we spoke in French
You were past the shallow word
It isn't past it's still a hurt
You were past the shallow word
It isn't past it's still a hurt
I can see you now, smiling as I pulled away
Soft rain (Softly?)
I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes
I remember the night we walked along the Seine
Riding on the Metro.
I remember fear that comes all over me
...walked away
F*ck you for loving me
Riding on the Metro.