Read Between The Lines That I Know

These hands and fingers that still tingle from years of your skin
but not as many years it will take to get the feeling out of them
and i feel far as distance, on the other side of that line i will not cross
and it will be there forever, exactly where you put it
well what a loss
but i see now how my white flags were shown invisible 
contrasted by white lines that made this dismal
i swear to god i'll make this simple
just let me explain these same hands torn down pictures
threw away from memories to scripture
can't say i discarded every note
can say these hands turned the wheel away from your road
not easy to refrain from what you want to do most
you should know
cause you made lines
to keep from white lies, or mistrustin
i can't read between those lies that tore us separate
made up of powdery substance


never have i felt further from you than the night you told me, except for that feeling worsened
or those that didn't, we are all separate entities, you chose to be your own person
can't respect such a subtle attack, to my person with an absence of tact
live your life, be your own, but remember it wasn't always like that.