I pause long enough to remember
How we used to cook dinner together,
And I decide then that I hate everything.
There isn't any point in investment,
There's no point in normalcy
When you feel out of place like you've always been--
A strange girl with strange fancies,
Inverted and fumbling to get in line.

I thought this was our haven,
Thought this was our reprieve,
But I'm lost as I ever was.
Maybe you were just momentary relief.

"I don't see myself in this house.
I don't see myself in this."

And I am adrift, thinking of
Breakfast plates and table scapes.
It was all a dream,
But oh, to shut your eyes
For just a moment,
For only a moment,
I was calm.