What's Left of Us

I sleep inside the things you broke

Your name still hangs like heavy smoke

I kissed your lies and called them mine

Built my heart with rust and twine

You didn't stay, but didn't leave

You haunt the air I dare to breathe

You tore the thread, I wore the seam

You were the wound inside my dream

Look what's left of us, just bones and fire

A ruin dressed in soft desire

I feed the ghosts, I light the dust

Still chasing ash, still calling us

You're gone, but still I kneel and pray

To everything you threw away

Love was a war I couldn't win

So I burned inside your skin

You turned your back, I stayed behind

Collecting pieces of your mind

I wear your voice, I speak your scars

You're still the echo in my arms

You faded slow, like winter sun

But I still act like we're not done

I plant your name in shattered rooms

Water it with ancient wounds

Look what's left of us, just bones and fire

A ruin dressed in soft desire

I feed the ghosts, I light the dust

Still chasing ash, still calling us

You're gone, but still I kneel and pray

To everything you threw away

Love was a war I couldn't win

So I burned inside your skin

I never asked to be set free

Just wanted you to rot with me

If love means letting go, then why

Do I still beg your name to die?

Look what's left of us, just me, alone

Carving warmth from blood and stone

You were the storm, I was the flame

And now I curse your sacred name

You left, but still I wear your dust

Still kiss the ash of what was 'us'

If this is love, then let it end

Where I dissolve and you pretend