Plague

If I've not survived the plague and if I never said I saw the dark coming to take it's place. If I never read your name in broken windows would you stay? Would you never say I lied to myself? I saw you walking into my life, turning into my air and making my breath shine. And now you stand there and say you're sorry for me. Say I can't go on ‘cause it's time for me to disappear... Too many things said. Too many shattered bonds. I see our memories dying in the ground. And the words you've said broke the enchantment of my dreams. Then you walk away... Was I just a name for all these years? I still remember the “Days of Trust”...