The view vanished.
Like an echo lost.
I donít know why,
I thought of you
and my heart turned to frost.
Your words seemed happy, so happy.
I had turned away from you
Turned away, in my own way.
And rather, turned to,
a life without you.
Always expecting a little sigh of sadness,
My lovers knew I was bitter and told me so.
Itís strange how I held on tighter to them
and how itís you I let go.
I was torn and demolished
Thought I could never be loved or cherished.
Lost in a view, of a life without you.
I saw darkness without shades of greys
Then I began to embrace this haze.
Caress it and live by its ways.
It became a view of life without me,