I fingered the etchings that portrayed our story well,
While my tears stained my face like the glass but less beautiful.
And for a moment I was apathetic.

It was so simple.
My choice was made clear.

I was a prisoner set free, but I wasn't.
I was chained to you still, in my heart...
And I knew as quickly as I could, I would come back

My spine vibrated with the intensity
Of your howls for me as I left
As they did back when you would howl and I'd be afraid.

But you're the reason I'm not scared now
And never willl be again.