I walk alone through the deep, dark woods
While the crimson sun casts an orange hue
Over the soft, velvet sky.
Thoughts drift in and they fade away,
Like clouds carried by wind on a quiet day.
And I wish I only knew;
How my impalpable existence
touched someone like you.
You broke past the walls I built
And looked beyond my veneer;
Saw my bare soul, my guilt,
My lost hopes and naive fear.
Above all you remembered
a broken heart, comfortably forgotten.
