I looked upon the darkening afternoon and the mundane day On my fingers, I felt you sleeping, and a quiet breath And then, it began to get dark. As did what happened on that day, and all the days I spent with you And my heart pounds, now that we're separated If the boring afternoons, the endless poems, and the mundane life never ended, then I'd call it all a lie Where we swam underwater, it shined. As if we'd be able to breath forever That gently flowing lie, I cherished more than anything The layers of darkness piled on. And the night became cloudy, so much that you disappeared within it In that lightless underwater, we sunk, and yet I held your hand Those gently crumbling days of past, and that endless lie In that soundless underwater, we drowned, and yet no words were needed And as we gently ran out of air, the world embracing us felt so pretty