Lines - Theodora, Theodora Lau Ann

The lines on your face tell their own stories

The hard, empty spaces where all the words should be

I sit in silence in the memory of you

The ache that I feel is all that my heart knows

The words that I’ve kept that I’ll never let go

I fill the silence with memories of you

But settle down into the clear

Leave me high, leave me here

I can’t find my way out

Tethered to the thought of you

Bound beneath the tides that prolong

And I would leave

But I remember

Caught in between the spaces you left me

What used to be sits old and empty

Take my heart and erase all the hues

Fall into haze forgetting the reverie

What’s left of my head is livid and heavy

I lose my mind to the memories you bruise

So settle down into the clear

You leave me high, leave me here

I can’t find my way out

Tethered to the thought of you

Bound beneath the tides that prolong

Oh

Settle down into the clear

You leave me high, leave me here

I can’t find my way out

I’m tethered to the thought of you

Bound beneath the tides that prolong

And I would leave

But I remember

The lines of your face