Awake but trying to sleep. I was the shadow by your window, I was the glitter in his teeth. The things you noticed from the start, pure of heart. The wraith. I am the enmity who sang to you on your break ups, Who held your hand when you were weak. Though I swore we'd never part, pure of heart. What if it all amounts to nothing and we're portraits hung in empty halls? I swoon constantly at everything in front of me, but I don't belong here anymore. It's late but you need to know I've always loved you. From the time you both made eyes, to the first time he stayed the night. I pulled myself apart, pure of heart.