In his dark room I'm creeping

Quietly, like a thief.

He Whom I Loved was sleeping

Waiting for me to leave.

Must have been tired of fighting

He Whom I Loved so much.

He found it really frightening

That we were losing touch.

Said we were going nowhere,

We'd better take a break,

Should have been moving slower…

He Whom I Loved won't wake.

My life now had no meaning:

Walk out, don't close the door.

He Whom I Loved was dreaming,

I dropped a match afloor.

The flames are getting nearer

Pushing away all doubt.

Luckily, this last tear

Won't put this fire out.