I read the notes that you wrote
I skim the letters that you left
Would anyone else take what you gave?
We’re all looking for something
Keep looking and you’ll find
I found the devil in your words
I found virtue in your sentences
I did the right thing
And now the pieces fall into place
I look at our pictures
I see subtle hints of the future
I see what I thought was true
Was nothing but naivety in love
Or was it an ending in bloom?