Unraveling

I’m living by a motivation and realization of truth
I’m dying for inspiration and that inspiration is you
The lanterns have died and left me alone with night
And the vacancy you leave is like a strange déjà vu
I’m starving for touch but that doesn’t make it right.

When I look into those eyes of innocence I see
That you’re too young and that’s what’s killing me
You awaken something deep inside an aging heart
But I cannot speak the words, no longer can I breathe
And now that the secret’s out everything will come apart.