In those brown eyes, what secrets do you keep?
I want to know so badly I’m curled into a heap
The tears raining from my eyes attest I weep
I’m only safe when I sleep

Could you maybe, in the future, love me again?
So I can feel alive, like I did back then
You say it’ll get better; when?
These heartbreaking words are still spilling from my pen

Here I sit and wait
Wait for my pain to abate
It doesn’t, and my pain bleeds into hate
Hatred for the girl you call your mate

Why am I so attached, like a barnacle, only to you?
You’re my eyes’ favorite hue
Even when you’re feeling blue
My love for you is still true

I’m cold inside
Like my soul has died
Drowned in my tear-fed tide
Lost without my heart or pride