Remember when you use to value my existence?
When I was important and worth talking to...
This is not the way I pictured love
My eyes are rainning from all the pain...
Its funny how someone says they love you but yet...
When the love is so cold.
When the doubts arise...
I'm living in the shadow
Of the one you left behind...
How is it, the one thing we use to be good at
(talking...
This sort of eerie grin manifests on my face
when I think of how we use to lay awake...
I'd get up to look you in the face for this,
but I must lay on my stomach as I've got...
I wait for you to show me a sign,
Something for me to hold on to while the storm...
We all start in this world as an egg.
Everyone develops and grows into a being...
Winding roads climbing up,
I leave footprints in the mud...
I never wish to write with a heavy heart...
But tonight, I will be the widow...