A fog's setting in
Park down by the cliffs
Charting a path, set walking
Stop when nothing remains
Dream up a world
Through this mist and haze
As street lit paths pull
Salt goes and stings my brain
I'd, started to miss you
Hoped this feeling would fade away
So I'm, trusting your instincts
Certainly, more than me
Come to a stop
Smoke, to push it away
Weigh my options, problems
I've needed a shrink
I hate to waste your time
But I, just need to spend mine
Stuck sitting still not thinking
When features flash into mind
I, need your worst critic
Just disparaging honesty please
Can you, help me pick up the pieces
Remember, what it was we'd seen