Sweet pain of remembrance

 The sweetest taste lingers on my lips
and heaven frowns at me from above
I feel the pain that thousands felt
and yet it's not enough

Drops of water curl down your face
I hold you in my arms and weep
whatever darkness rules this land
it's not enough to make me bleed

Deafened by the cries of death
we're standing in a field of graves
and every second we still have
feels as if it lasts for days

A dream, a song, a hurtful line
the reddest dress I've ever seen
I kiss your lips again and I
will shed the person I have been.