The pain of a love lost...

 

The misunderstandings and the go-to cheer,

The pain embellished by those near...

 

The uncertainty and the confusion,

the love missunderstood.

 

The poor means to change a rich world,

even if by default... not anything will ever be set in stone.

 

All that's done, it's done in the name of love,

In all it's different levels... but still love.

 

All I ever did was to keep a loved one alive,

Sacrifices that are laid down... for a purpose bigger than mine.

 

The world is changing so fast...

 

Nothing to hold to...

 

To make it seem, even as a lie... that it would be alright.

 

Things with you always seem to go that way, the second it seems wronged... that person will be long gone.

 

You saw this coming, which is why you never took my extended hand.

 

All it would ever end on... was in a lonely heart...

 

The heart of a lonely and lost soul...

 

As the tears start once again, never wavering...

 

 

And that's how the story ended... and a same one began.

 

 

As it will always go...

 

 

As it had always gone...

 

 

As it always goes...