Ill Lit Follow

i remember the day you said,
“'till death do us part,”
and i remember the day
i saw you die.
the road is what we get
and you went and got it started.
the way we would act when they
all held us back, and the time
we would spend with the others
who laughed when we laughed...
(refrain)
these things we've imagined
would take soft advantage
of what quickly destroyed us
in asides of the night, well
they've returned with a vengeance
and they're demanding the answers
to the questions
that lock us in our lives.
(refrain)
i remember the accidents
we always called “accidents”.
i remember the way i learned to lie
down with another type of child.
i still try and cover my eyes
before the light can blind me,
carelessly.
how i miss our time.