another senseless dream,
you love her,
kissing her arms,
never letting go.
at a distance,
I stand alone,
asking for one last chance,
a shot at the one who left.
a game of tag,
where you're ahead,
I'm somewhere far away,
trying to chase your trail.
I know not why I care,
you'll never come back.
I'm asking for heartbreak,
falling quickly behind.
maybe it's wishful thinking,
as you call her name,
pretending I'm back in your arms
where home once belonged.
our love was an artistic masterpiece,
modern with classic twists,
cinched at the waist,
begging for free expression.
you've found a side of you with her,
so I guess I'll stay in the shadows,
mustering the courage to say goodbye.
