In eyes, a taste of something...
... Wrapped in your nothingness.

A shell of what we used to be.
The both of you. The you and me.

Uncomfortable moments escape,
Like shallow breathing from lonely lips.

The smell of contempt never faded.
It lingers where the soul is jaded.

Please, sweeten my tainted air.
Sugar manipulates your tongue.

Combined, we only dilute ourselves.
Feeding the emptiness in our shells.