Undertaker

Although people like to ask you

How have you been

For the sake of knowing things

I don’t know things myself

In my mind

You are still here

Was I this blind?

Your voice seems clear

And I die a little

Every time I feel your

Perfume in the air

Like I died a little

Every time you

Touched my hair

And you used to say

That I took too many photographs

And I guess you were right

They are too many to delete

At the first one I just quit

There is this boy

Who tried to steal my heart

But I don’t know where to start

Because we haven’t reached the end

Except what I write I can’t say

And I learned that from you

Remember those after-midnight conversations?

All those promises when you held me tight?

Love train goes through so many stations

Before you can say it has died

And today I’m an undertaker

Burying you with various words

I wish I had played it safer

But I’ll defeat your ghost with swords