A stranger, a friend, a lover- no one.
A person with witts that never talk shit
A friend who cares but never played fair
A soul that's lost in Neverland's post.
Austraviel leaves, I'm stuck with grief.
A soul connected with a soul defected,
Creates this bond that will never be found,
It leads to road unfaithed to hold.
The feelings where pure bliss
The actions speaks less,
Another heart broke
With caution it starts to stoke.
You were real though it feels reel
A short period of sparks,
Will last a a couple of marks
It felt unfazed, unreal, untangled, and surreal.
My love, be free to soar high
Your dreams will be met,
The future will grant it without a sigh
This gift is for you with no more regret.
