I feel lonely even though I'm in a crowd,
I can't tell you I miss you; just because I'm too proud.
But I do; I miss you; I miss those heated fights,
Those deep philosophical conversations under starry nights.
But to miss you; I lost all right,
When I ended it all that night.
So now I just sit and stare at pictures of us,
My heart sits useless in my chest; gathering rust.
Maybe we didn't belong together,
Like birds of a different feather.
Or maybe we do,
I don't know; do you feel this too?
The sad songs finally make sense to me,
I see it as a bad sign.
My loneliness screams out at me,
And this darkness is all mine.
I think I'm losing my grip on reality,
Or am I another casualty,
Of love, of life and of Insanity?
You waltz into my life; then you stormed out,
I felt suffocated; I just wanted to shout.
I know I will be fine,
This I don't need some mystic to divine.
But I still wonder sometimes,
If you and I could be back on line.
until that day; I bide my time.