Silently roaming around
Floating away on a cloud of dreams
Letting my mind show the way
To a place far far away…
Lore I go, I do not know
Whence I came, I wish to forget
For whence I came, there was loneliness
And lore I go, I might find hope
Peacefully I watch time go by
The eternal waiting makes me want to cry
But I don’t, ‘cause I don’t want to admit that the situation might be hopeless…
I cling to the fine piece of string woven by hope, not knowing when it will break…
‘Cause I know you’re gone…
Far yet so near…
I wish I could hold you, my dear…
I remember how I found you, but when I return it isn’t the same…
Times have past and what once was, is no more… only myself to blame
I hate myself for losing you, and losing you tore me apart… yet I still carry you in my heart…
All I crave is holding you near and reassuring myself that you are there for me…
Even saying goodbye has changed…
Before it used to mean “see you tomorrow, I will be waiting for you and my thoughts will go out to you….”
Whilst now it’s “see you again some day”
Yet my thoughts still go out to you, but I fear you don’t feel the same way…
Close to you, that’s what I want to be… but instead I feel empty…
Do I mean to you what you still mean to me?
Or do I just represent feelings past instead of feelings felt…
Should I hope? Or is it in vain…
Will things ever be the same?