The Lover

Secrets are meant for keeping
Each piece put together loses meaning
I just let them go
I’ve seen all these faces
I’ve watched them all grow
Each piece put together loses meaning
I’d rather not know
Hold onto the memories
The stories that were told
Overlooking all the changes
How quickly we grow old
Seems like yesterday
We’d kiss and say
The future is like a gaping maw
Ever open wide
We must be consumed
To see the other side
Too scared to step through
Too scared to sacrifice
When it comes to keeping secrets
I would rather remain alive