Eisley / Before
You promised not to hurt me,
But you found ways to desert me.
And I came across a dark grey sky,
And I thought you were the reason why.
But that was before I didn’t know what you would be like.
And that was before I didn’t know what loving you would feel like.
And I’m sorry, I have to go.
I’m sorry I let you go alone.
And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center.