Memory,
An endless whiff
Floats back and forth
Between you and me
- A strained kinda chord
Fluid and stupid
Refusing to let go
Time has made it translucent, luminescent
- Almost a liquid story
In which our unsaid words
Swim along with silences

Perhaps they will melt away
And heal
And lay to rest
All those aberrations
That we could do without

Perhaps they will help us see
That it's all okay either ways
- Any which way the die may fall

It stirred something
That changed
Who we are