I'll Be The One

I could excavate your fickle mind, searching hard in hope to find, if love and care entwined, within you from the start. I could spend a lifetime chasing dreams, that shine like effervescent beams, into the sky you call your heart. I'll never part, with memories of sunny days, apple trees and quiet bays, that guide me through the ropey fog and eerie maze of how you feel, and how I gaze upon your life. You're nothing but reflections in a world of mirrors cast from strife. Your shadow doesn't trust your glow, enough to paint your picture slow, behind you as you go. Weary of your heavy toll, the air you breathe goes in your mouth but out your soul, and darkness bends around you, as deep as death and black as coal. The ground beneath you crumbles as you stroll.

Carved from tales and lies you told, I hold the pain I found within your eyes the day we met. Seas of time have raged between our hearts of tarnished gold, and yet the cold and wet surrender of our tears is buried deep amongst the hold, of barricaded thoughts that rot with every passing moon, and stars that never seen our love in bloom. I'll wait for you to make your move, if long it takes I'll wait to prove, that I was not the guilty one for whom, your silky hand was turned away, denying me the chance to say that I should be the one to be your groom. And when your sun is setting dusk upon eternity, I'll be the one who chimes the bell of gloom. I'll be the one who hangs the garland, made with love for you my darling, tenderly upon your humble tomb.