Hoping for the past

Waiting in the darkness for your replies.
Almost getting fed up with all your lies.
Missing that strange glow in your face.
I hope that we can go back in our pace.
Wishing that we can go back to the past.
So we can be together at last.
You know what I've been long hoping for?
For us to be alone in the shore.
But with everything now, a meaningless blur.
I use to like things the way they were...