Would we ever walk towards eachother, or just let our steps fall under?
I never understood how you were able to control my mind as much as i was able to control my dreams.
My needs and my wants have been spying within my head, dead; at least thats just what it seems.
You were the only one who was able to turn my words into feelings, and yet hold back the tears,
As i glance to the bed beside, only the indent of your body appears.
Nothing was ever taken from me, however, many was taken from you.
Our actions together were just timed out, feelings were never able to pull through.
You have been away for some time, or maybe its just your voice thats been gone,
Since the last words we have spoken, the blood from my veins have been withdrawn.
At first you were just an appearance, there was never a thought in my mind,
that even though our lips could become something different, our love had been combined.
As i lay in this bed, alone and awake,
I wonder, as before, was it my dreams you were able to take?
Are you awake now that i speak upon my behalf?
Or do you dread this time; just give me a pointed finger and laugh.
All is at an end, love is sick, the time will never cure.
The feelings have been dug under; discovered now?..or just found dead in the future.?
