I think you ought to stay away from here
There are ghosts in the walls and they
crawl in your head through your ear
I think I saw you in my sleep, lover, I think I saw you in my dreams
you were stitching up the seams on every mangled promise that your body couldn’t keep.
“No matter how much I try to forget that it happened, it will have never not happened. We’ll always be a loose end, we’ll always be unfinished.”