Missing you would be all I can think
Engulfed my self with truth, I shriek
Narrating in my head the happy events and it's link
Ending with reality that hurts so much indeed
Realizing that I can't hold on Emgie no matter how pure is my deed.
Although I should face the truth head on
Because even when we love someone, they're not our own
Life and freedom, we all have, may be now unknown
In this time, seems like sunflowers withered or torn
Rendering me speechless, yet like the sun I need to move on.
