Like the smell of souring juice,
Like the taste of an unripe lime,
Your name torments me all the time,
And your mem’ry tightens the noose.
You’ve made me see in fiery red.
The sight of you entangling
Left my heart void of everything
And now, inside, I feel dead.
What did I do to snuff our light?
With you I felt destined to be.
And yet, alone, you have left me,
Here, bitter, in the dead of night.