Knocked back into the black pit that stores the hopeless dreams, and lost feelings.
Your name is falling into that pit and is being followed by the many times you made me feel alive and the feelings of how good it felt to have you near.
Down to the bottom locked away hidden from my heart strings because if they catch wind of your voice whispering my name, they will start up a song i can't bear to listen to any longer.
Remind me not of the moonlight that adored your eyes and locked into mine, and the grass that we laid in to hide from the world that didn't believe in us.