somewhere in the future will be the last time you see me or the last time you hear my voice the last time you see me force a smile

i hope when that day comes there is nothing left unsaid that the weight of our silence does not bury you alongside me in a tomb of regret and that all we have left is the warmth of love

but if history has taught me any lesson the silence we feel so comfortable in now will be a coffin for us both

when there is nothing left and the oxygen has escaped my lungs i hope you can hear me screaming through the darkness all the things i have never said because i am afraid it will drown us both

i hope that when my eyes turn to glass and all that is left is the cold darkness i adore that you and i will have existed in the place we always dreamt of even if only for a breath

maybe this is all our journey is meant to be cold and silent a testament to imagination and holding on for what never comes

as the stars die around us and the world goes dark as we give in to the flames will there be anything left to worry about or will we just pretend to not notice while we fade away