The Wise Are Always Better by This Time Next Year
I miss you; well it's just too soon to say can I please just walk away?
And bask in my reflection.
Glory takes it's final bow.
Curtains closing to the sound of silence; an absent me.
Please will you show me how?
The way you used to kiss.
A mindless foray now of which I'll never miss.
So careless these days, cold to the life I missed.
Have you heard a broken heart?
It goes something like this.
My one wish today; Let me burn away, Let me leave today.
Look me in the eyes to say you truly mean you're sorry.
Well it doesn't matter anyway, you mean nothing to me.
Let me go.