Remember Me If I Forget

There are brutal bitters in the breath of our inner-bearings And I, for one, battle to silence them But if I choose to struggle to turn my back then I will pardon your sore disrememberings Like footprints down by the sand of the seaside Your features will part in the dark distance And if I choose to struggle with my voicers' resistance You will hurt only when in lonely times I hide

Remember me therefore: for if the ocean came not close And I stumble now on the eerie evidence of your host It will leave me in burning, burning regret That we were once a thought that felt so sweet; That our ways, for as long as time be, will never again meet Will leave me to only struggle to wholly forget