Immortal
Would have to inhale your ashes to feel what it was like again
The long memory cut short, made into pieces
Like a puzzle scattered within my brain
With no witnesses
Again I ask myself, did it even happen?
And every time I ask that question
I lose some understanding of reality
I lose a part of myself
Of my mundane history
Waiting like a hungry dog for you to come home
I really lived that way for so long
Because I wasn't a dog
I was a stupid child
Drawn in by love and routine
And mystery
Your voice boomed through the years
And I thought it would last forever
There is no exaggeration there
I really did think that you were immortal
Writer/s: MICHAEL HERNANDEZ
