you're leaving but
can I call you my own?
and when you're gone,
can I go to your house?
and when you smile,
can I be in your thoughts?
and when you remember,
can I be the picture?
and when you bleed,
can I be the thorn?
and when you sleep,
can I be your dream?
and when you die,
can I have your soul?
because I can't live this way,
and you were my last thread.
for jeff... so special, and he's gone now, moved, and i am here alone.
