Black Spaces 2

New places
Featureless faces only traces
Never described us as basic
Try and form words but I'm far too wasted
Filled with your love, but when it comes to my actions, always complacent
Money on the forefront of my mind, the thought of us was always a step back, adjacent
And now the thought of us is a dream, I stay awake at night trying to chase it

The Architect ✓