Not Supposed to Be Alone

One sole on the beach Jump a little, couldn't reach Didn't want to be left out in the cold The sun is going to sleep Open the door, smiles meet Dry off all my things on the wooden floor Your eyes, I haven't seen But the buds are breaching the surface Yet need to grow more Leaves are green What is our purpose? What are we longing to believe? Following your footsteps in the corridor They ring in my head Like a melody I can't forget what I'm longing for Is to seek truth in more than just a metaphor Want your face in the window of the store Than tied up in thread in the seconds drawer Down, why can't I see your face now? Let alone those holes that house The seas I would drown in under your brows ow I shout yet You never hear my words or my cries Only the world's birds and their skies My eyes see a silhouette of a friend The unknown just sees a dead end From the beach where we know How are you so close to my home Seeded right next to me in this world Maybe I'm not supposed to be alone From the beach where we know How are you so close to my home Seeded right next to me in this world Maybe I'm not supposed to be alone Turn around, make a mental account Now we are just out the ground Only a little amount No worries, do you see those trees? At their roots is where we sit down Only little shoots on g&g's knees And my heart pounds Fire internally Hoping it's not a loud sound We part our ways Say my grace for the day Lie down, eyes closed Light starts to fade Suddenly enlightened With the outline of your face Oh how the fire relights Remembering the way, that you gazed At me in the shade Making memories display Like a carousel on replay The next day, you ask me If I could take a walk with you along the beach Even if I died now, I'd be happy With the memory of your speech Beating the rhythm of the drums in my ears Your shadow hides the depth of my fears From the beach where we know How are you so close to my home Seeded right next to me in this world Maybe I'm not supposed to be alone From the beach where we know How are you so close to my home Seeded right next to me in this world Maybe I'm not supposed to be alone Standing up tall on the floor Fully grown, no more Look out the window at the sycamore All of them full no fall Just like us as I recall That night which I saw through your eyes, small But it's all we could ask for Embers are white but on the way out Yet I still breathe in the smoke when I breathe now I see you in a year or two Listening to the kind of things that we used to I see that forgetting each other is hard to do Fulfilling that is hard to go through Even when we age I still remember that page I know you do, it's part of your embrace Fingertips and the way that you weigh Old and grey We are now used to decorate Where we eat from our plates Our fate from the beginning Knowing after our prime time of living When the fire is out and missing And we are wilting Wilting away