Some things never die.
I’ve sat here longer than I care to remember,
Thinking of what life would be like on the other side of the glass,
Staring into your eyes instead of this screen,
Wondering if you understand what I mean,
When I say that nothing has changed,
And it never will.
Because it’s all the same.
Just another page in a book,
That I keep writing even though no one will read,
These pages that are inked with tears.
I wonder if it’s worth it,
All of this trouble and time.
I can’t really help myself,
You are always on my mind.
Nothing has changed,
Nothing ever will.
These thoughts that haunt me,
Are strong enough to kill,
Yet my heart beats on,
Into the darkness of this night,
Another lost letter,
Another fading sight.
While the dust may be kicked up,
And my trail seem so far away,
I’d give my life to know what it’s like,
For just a day,
Just a day.
To drink on this empty longing,
That sours my every thought,
I know the price my heart was sold for,
And the price on which it was bought.
For gold or for blood,
For pride or for shame,
I know all too well,
The riddles resounding in this game.
You are far from me,
I am far from you,
But never will you understand,
Just how much I love and miss you.