memories and silence fills each room overwhelming heavy as the tidal waves consume buried underneath the dust gloom relics are reminders of my family of two pictures of a happy bride and groom ferry rides around the harbor on our honeymoon wedding gifts of pots and pans sleeping while were holding hands it s grace he lays upon us as we spoon how could i ever be so blind that i could not see how could i ever stray from what has meant so much to me how could i ever gain her trust without the guarantees of who i am or where i ll be so now we live in fear of the unknown insecure and skepticle her trust in me is blown despite the past we face we both have grown through the pain to find the strength together or alone how could i ever be so blind that i could not see how could i ever stray from what has meant so much to me how could i ever gain her trust without the guarantees of who i am or where i ll be how could i ever be so blind that i could not see how could i ever stray from what has meant so much to me how could i ever gain her trust without the guarantees of who i am or where i ll be