Wishes won't make dreams come true,
and all this useless crying won't do a thing...
Lately we've been losing touch
Remember how we'd talk so much...
A vagabond,
I used to be...
I have not created this emptiness
Tidal waves of broken promises and second chances...
I've become wide awake
And you're no longer here...
Who are you now?
Do you even know...
Only the screen could tell this splintered tale,
Of passion sprinkled with lust, intoxicating...
A Lost friend:
Always lost and never found...
Standing behind closed doors in an antique wedding...
Debris from broken stars fall into her eyes of...
And as she watched as her world ended;
Watched her man walk from her touch...
What goes around comes around
you will get your share...
In depths of pain,
I dwell...