there is no gently

A once tender touch 

bitterly recoils

I dare not ask to be forgiven

I cannot lie, I sail away free 

Regret is a harbor disappearing

On a horizon under which we once stood

Made promises in its light

In the dark

I will hold them dear

But perhaps I no longer remember what they were 

You will smash as we shatter

And it’s my fault

But gently I will cradle the pieces

Gently I will fall 

To pieces watching us 

Fall 

To pieces

There is nothing to be done

But to catch our pieces 

Kiss the cuts where they land

Gently

They once shaped a glorious scene

But behind the glass 

Smoke that bitter hearts turn to ash

And lay to rest

soft in the ground

Fragile cracks once formed

But I threw the final stone

And we shattered 

There is no gently 

At the end of all things

But gently I will go

soon neither of us will remember

that we once touched

and once it was gentle