Your name's still etched in the smoke of my breath, I loved you past life, past time, past death. We were fire and storm in a cradle of bone, But fate drew the line — now I burn alone. Hands once met beneath eclipsed skies, But the gods split hearts when they hear our cries. Every life, I find you again, And lose you slow like a whisper in rain. Your eyes are a flame I remember too well, Like a match in the dark or a secret spell. I summon your face in candlelit haze, But touch turns to ash in my waking days. Crossroads dust and a tear on lace, I’ve chased your soul through endless space. You bleed through time in the shape of dreams, And vanish each time as the morning screams. I don’t want forever if I can’t hold your name, I carved it on stone just to feel your flame. We dance in the fog but we don’t collide — A love so loud, but the worlds divide. Witchdoctor told me, “You two were stars, Born side by side, then torn apart.” Now I burn sage ‘til the sky turns red, Trying to trace you from the lives we've bled. I lit a flame with your shadow’s dust, But even the fire don’t hold our trust. No potion can bind, no hex can stay, What the curse of the blood moon pulls away. In the thorns of night I still hear your vow, “You’ll find me again — just not right now.” And I scream in my sleep when your voice appears, Like a ghost in the ink of forgotten years. We were mirrors once, reflecting true, Now I’m glass and you're breaking through. But each shard falls in a place I can't reach, Like love that's lost in a silent breach. You haunt me soft — not cruel, not vile, Like wind on a grave or a child’s smile. You’re not gone — just not quite real, And that’s the kind of ache no spell can heal. So I light one candle, and speak your sign, Through a veil of salt and a thread of pine. My hands still tremble from lives ago, Where we kissed ‘neath stars fate wouldn't show. (Chorus – ghostly, melodic whisper) Ever after never came, We burn in lifetimes just the same. I find you, lose you, curse the flame — But still I call your sacred name. No grave, no spell, no time can sever, A love like ours — gone, but forever. Touch the veil, and hear my plea: If not in life... then wait for me