you don't answer, just reach inside and plant asiatic lilies so that whenever i see them i'll think of you. you start to sing.
you save a place in my heart in a white walled room. there are bay windows and the smell of the ocean and if the sky is clear you could see for a hundred miles. you say you'll come back.
and your name is written in silver paint on the walls, in the walls, through the walls.
careful. tiptoe. don't break it.