My name you call...
I look into your eyes
waiting for a sign...
for a trace, a shred of memory
of what you'd left behind
Instead I see just darkness
Staring out at us all
A smile that reveals just as much
as an empty dilapidated wall
Where did your laugh go?
That never failed to make me smile
Where did your strength go?
That kept us going all this while
I turn away, tired of waiting
and I want to walk away
I don't know how to tell you
you haunt me night and day
But a step is all I can take
Before you quietly say my name
and suddenly I'm back to the day we met
and everything is the same
I tried so hard to catch you
But all I could do was watch you fall
Now I turn around again
How can I walk away when my name you call?
Comments
I'd like it more if it was just fiction.
It's been made a li'l more tragic and dramatic than it really is, but yeah...
Is there really such a thing?
Can mere words really describe completely what we feel??
To be hurt.. reminds you your alive.. And sometimes you drown in that feeling, get addicted to it..