This is......

not the last nor will it be
letting sleeping dogs lie is not our speciality
but none the less
they sleep tonight
as I sleep alone
with none but the company of memory
i know what it was
and is
you held tight as if to squeeze the hope out of nothing
the feeling of your hand in my hair is the same as it was
the smell of you
and the eyes to let me down every time
Fill my soul with hope.
NO HOPE.
NONE.
EVER.
Set fire to what we know and hate.
My only hope is you will watch it burn with me.