İ remember our last quiet night just as today.
Your head leaned forward kind of like guilty and the gift you gave me.
2 little sleeve buttons 1 complete love story/tale.
2 buttons on 2 separate wrists like us on our separate ways.
When evening comes I silence everyone every, every thing.
Time comes for my sleeve buttons to reunite.
I slowly take them out put them in a box next to eachother.
Lets end this torture let them stay together.
Morning day light so sad they only meet at night.
They separate with wet eyes like buttons.
Like us they separate like us.