Are you well?
They ask with a smile
Nothing to tell
I say from a mile, Emotionally
I’m stuck in a well
Filling up with tears torn from my eyes
Blood drawn from my leaking core
Sweat cried from chasing you in my mind
I should have learned to swim
Instead, I held your grip
Now I can’t help but slip

As our fingers aren’t crossed, just mine
Wishing that you stay till dawn
But maybe dusk is fine
I don’t want to see who I am without you
If time heals all wounds, I’ll need an eternity
This love was never blind, built on hypocrisy and lies
Drifting with ocean tides

Now on this barren shore, that I dare call home
My skin shrank to accommodate your absence
Climbed up the well, no rope, no slope
No longer drenched in the tears that I shed
That was three years ago.
Now, you want us back?
On some sob story, I would have loved
But I don’t want to go back to
When I asked ‘y’ at the end of the da-y
When every month was May
May you find your way
Back into my miserable embrace

But my hands forgot how to hold you
My mouth forgot how to call you mine
My dumb heart never forgot
But now the only forever I can offer
Is a place in my heart
Where the fire died and the well dried
Because I’m not well, not anymore

~ Roméon🫗 ~