I can feel the emptiness here.

Right here above my ears.

Losing its connections

Losing its memories

Escaping through the hole

Passing through your bullet

Your shot was precise

How I wish it was suicide

But you plan didn't work

The hole is too small for my love

It remains alone in there

Lonely and wondering

Waiting and hurting itself

It was too scared to resize

Too scared if someday somehow it'll fit through

But then again, you prove your patience

And release another shot

How it ends is just so predictable.