everytime i see you,
everytime i think about you,
all i get in return is emptyness.
you act like its all ok,
when inside there is nothing.
how do you love when it hurts so bad
yea i miss you but at the same time
i hate you.
love is a crazy thing,
but in the end the one person
who can dry your tears is the one
who causes them.
From my mind to my hart to the floor.
I feel empty everytime u walk out the door.
And when u come back Im not suppost to react.
Things will never agian as before
Old memories drift like jaded silhouettes,
Empty, once again,
As if the morning's rain
Had washed me dry,
I wondered why,
Then came inside.
My solace found a niche far far away,
Through hologram,
In spinning sand
Of three quarter hour-glass.
My sage, alas,
Had drifted off.
In wandering through portals long thought lost,
A small whte house,
With tree surround...
Then clanging sound
Of eight 'o' clock, to wake me,
Still, the emptiness.
