Roger's And Holland's Feeling

there is no trace of a healing.

your falling tears ignite this selfish feeling.

it keeps me warm to know you're not content.

a quick reminder of our winters spent.

as we consume our last moments together,

a lesson learned that will haunt us forever.

it took an ending for me to realize,

to face these pacts and retract our growing lies.

don't tell me i was a mistake

and you regret every choice we made.

and think of nothing every time

you hear my name and

if you don't bow your head

and feel ashamed.

when our eyes last met

i knew that you were not ok,

but nothing matters when your

surfing on these vibes.

i have these thoughts

of holding hands with you another day.

there is no cure, there is no cure.

for the sickness that you bring,

with what you bring.