the last words said were the slowest and the more your smile echoes the more your hands leave my touch the more my eyes burn with every sweet caress and i swear... if i ever learn to re-create that single day in my head that will be the day i'll find a way to carve my way out of you or at least carve you out of my heart this burning and our temple, i'll never understand decisions made too simple break me in to sand. ..