Lost

Sometimes people get lost,

I guess happiness has a cost.

As happy thing come to an end,

My broken heart will not mend.

Oh god the tears I have cried,

The times I wish I had died.

Shall I wander?

This is what I ponder.

I gave her my all,

Just to watch it fall.

Oh take away the pain,

I have nothing left to gain.

All of my skies are overcast,

As the whole in me becomes vast.

With her memories as sweet as apple pie,

It comes time to say goodbye.