I don't calculate you and me
What's the point?
So long is the problem, infinity
It's so long, so long
I see the divine in your divinity
So this affinity infinitely alludes me
Every time we speak I can see your face
Remembering who you are, savoring your taste
Grasping for a piece just to embrace
Every life that's lived
It lessens the space
This silhouette that is you
The shadow in my mind
I bow before this phantom
With every piece I've come to find
I've kept them safely hidden away
Waiting for this time
I lay them at your feet as you extract this life
Piecing them together you will remember me next time
For there is just one piece missing
I'll give you my life
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