Epilogue

I have written myself out across so many pages

That I'm left unsure, which chapter I'm reading from

Anymore, spilt my anger and depression

My best memories, and love

Recorded in black ink

Loss, and desire, and a fire I'm sure

Will burn forever

All spelled out in clumsy verse

To a rhythm I sometimes think

Is mine alone

I have traced mountain and ocean

Skies both grey and blue

And I don't know, if I've even come close

To the truth

But I share these intimate moments

Where life and death have both chose

A side of me to kiss, not to be understood

But that may have this dance, and a chance

To understand you

Why sometimes you smiled when I would cry

Why sometimes you'd lie so still

I'd swear you'd joined the night

I have worn thin the soles of these shoes

And shivered against the cold in this room

'Til I felt a breath on my neck

And heard whispered the words I'll never forget

"I would have lived, for you."