

Heavy footsteps
in the gravel rain
I hear my name spoken
like a threat again
You standing in the doorway,
blocking out the light
Saying, "If I can't have you,
nobody might"
I drop my bag
upon the cold wet floor
No place to run,
no opening door
You whispered "Just us two"
against my ear
The last terrifying sound I’ll ever hear
The line goes dead,
the signal breaks
Look at the final,
tragic choice you make
You thought you erased me from the ground
But silence makes a heavy,
deafening sound
The line goes dead
Cold wet floor
Just us two
Forevermore