carve into this niche wait for the stitches to dissolve solve this mystery of remnants and scraps of memory turn the tables turn me on the knives we held make such noise as they drop to the floor scar tissue the issues we had with one another slowly fading slowly healing now we're feeling for something more the loss was minimal it would be criminal to deny this once we were frightened but we shouldn't fight it i never dreamed i'd find this in you but when i wasn't looking you turned into the most pleasant of surprises