Emo Side Project Phone Calls From Prague
your finger tips left imprints on my skin
from summer nights when you were scared.
my voice was low and we didn't stay home like we used to.
the only thing keeping you from leaving
was my heartbeat matched your breathing.
but when you left for Europe that May it changed.
you returned with a new light to your face.
i remember the last thing you said.
it wasn't goodbye
but that's what i heard
and that's what you meant.
