I've memorized

Analyzed

What has yet to be

Lost in the fabric of the arms that I can't see

A simple fold

That I've told myself to erase

I wish it was not the only hope that I could chase

Engraved in future cravings

A glimpse of idealizing

So tell me why

The gentle folds of yours caress my soul till morning

I

Have expectations set that I need you for healing

The mist I've sown is now the breeze of your existence

Was it all my fault

That it's all for naught?

The fear is such

That'd I'd much rather forget

Faking a smilе that I've performed without an еnd

This gentle touch

That I'd much rather omit

Assuming that I could give as much as I pretend

Engraved in memories fading

Tired of reminiscing

November's grasp is reaching