Simple Folds

I've memorized
Analyzed
What has yet to be
Lost in the fabric of the arms that i can't see

A simple fold
That i've told myself to erase
I wish it was not the only hope that i could chase

Engraved in future cravings
A glimpse of idealizing

So tell me why
The gentle folds of yours caress my soul till morning

I
Have expectations set that i need you for healing

The mist i've sown is now the breeze of your existence

Was it all my fault
That it's all for naught ?

The fear is such
That'd i'd much rather forget
Faking a smilе that i've performed without an еnd

This gentle touch
That i'd much rather omit
Assuming that i could give as much as i pretend

Engraved in memories fading
Tired of reminiscing

November's grasp is reaching