rapture

Martyn.
I went to America to find something good
And quiet to replace him with, like he had found in June
To replace me
But it didn't work out that way.

I returned with a new fringe, some books and a burned back
A little heavier, stories to tell
No replacement.

I want to be the action and fold the sheet
I'm not sure what to do.

Hayley,

When the sky falls down, we lay on the ground.

So try this.

Stand, put on a pretty dress, and see what happens...

Losing someone you never thought you could miss, you realise that you're not interested in the perfection of what has replaced her, only the missing sensation of the ordinary banality of what you once shared.