Everything we couldn't say.
What happened that night was a gift, a way to start all over.
It all came so fast that I didn't even feel the pain.
It felt like a rose hit when in reality, it was a killer strike.
Lying down, I remember seeing you. I couldn't help distinguishing whether it was a dream or a memory scroll.
While troubled between grief and relief, the water covered my senses, providing the silence I needed at that moment.
Time no longer made sense,
For instance, I realized that it was all over.
- If we had only dared to break that cycle, none of us would have to suffer that way.
- We were so obsessed... with what seemed right. So obsessed it tore us apart.
I couldn't say that I knew this was the end. Looking for approval, we ended up following what was not our destiny.
Looking for your approval, I've ended up here, killed by fanatics... those who ruled you and who wanted me to be someone else.
If I could speak again, if I could only have the chance to be awake one more time.
I promise God, David, I will make it without you.