Misery- I wanted to forget you
But five years later I have grown
I have regret
You were better deserved. But we all learn

Hands to broken mirrors. We shattered our design
You were always so easy for me. To leave [bad word] 
Those nine summers we burned together
Were disparate and beautiful
Strange our thoughts can take us
And I can still feel the warmth
Coursing through lungs. Escaping in my thoughts

Our hands. To broken mirrors. We shattered

I hope that this letter finds you in drift
Provokes shared memories and you accept my apology
I was young and constantly desolate
spinning picture of grey skies
I'm holding nothing back
My thoughts provoked this heart attack

And tonight I go on display to the world
But we silently know, this is between you and I
I hope this letter finds you in drift
I hope this finds you in drift