# 11 Love's Restoration

I have wiped the slate clean, my love

And by doing this I have set you free

No longer shall I pain myself watching this dull fire

Or drain myself in every inch of you

No, I too shall run free

And think of our love as a distant memory

The present chaos has consumed too much of my soul

Well you know, well you know

The tickling flames have made their way across my skin

While your voice was ringing in my ears

And although I’ve tried to hide from it

Tried to hide from you – I am sure you will find me here;

At the birth of my damnation

But let it be clear that I want no part of this

This is a fool’s game, and a fool I am not

So many splendid colours I once found in your eyes

But now even the blacks and the whites have gone lost

I shall not wait for love’s restoration

I have waited too long

By heaven, it hurts my heart more loving you in uncertainty

Than dying surely every night

Allow me to take my love and make it undone

And end cruellest torture before it’s begun

I need all words to carry meaning

But if you won’t dare to walk the landscape of your dreams

At that; I will pretend we never met!