your solitary

Cuts deep in the soul, Can not be healed on their own. It's the type of night Where I'd rather be on my own. Dazed i am... Your epitome is what I want. Reminiscing the shared eye gaze And how quickly you get shy away. Oh, and do you get that lost in me That you have to avoid? Or was that just a revulsion That i misunderstood? But don't bother, I'll still envision myself To bleed for you When you wouldn't heal. And sit there with you In your solitary.