It's the end, it's no longer near; it's here.
It won't be that fairy tale ending it won't even have a proper good bye.
I'll pretend I called you, you'll pretend to show. In my dreams I'll walk up to you and hold you near, tell you I'll always love you, whisper it in your ear.
In the haze, you'll grab my face, tell me you never stopped; that in another life it would of worked.
Before I awake, I'll look in your eyes and believe ever word you couldn't say. You'll grab my face, I'll feel your touch. You'll kiss me softly even if it's too much.
It'll turn into a nightmare, the kind that never leaves. I'll turn and walk away, the sad part is- you won't ask me to stay.
I'll open my eyes, find I'm still in my bed. I'll soon realize-it was all in my head.
I didn't call and you didn't come. We never settled anything; you were just gone.
I'll twist and turn within my sheets, tired of this same old dream. I'll fight with myself; try to turn of these dreams. I'll tire myself and silence the screams.
I'll start to fall asleep again,
only to go back into the same trend.
It'll happen ever night, it's something I cannot fight.
For ever long; now that the love is gone.
