You were supposed to love me
When the moon got too dim to light the night sky

I live within the box of that promise
Somehow float within the flimsy exterior your intentions created
Hurt in the memory of a dream that never existed

The sun descends and my heart grows black with the sky
Pumps to the beat of an empty space
Where anatomically yours was supposed to exist

Were you ever really there
When the night grew dark

My hand felt your skin
As your fingers tightened around its fragile stems
Strangled them so tightly
That the mystery could no longer breath

Your arms did hold me
Like veins they entangled me
Surrounded me with their needs
Pleaded with me to never leave

My legs wrapped around your hips
And I swear I felt you enter my soul

You weren't supposed to leave me
Within the memory of a promise that floats upon a pitch black dream