i walk alone as the autumn breeze,
greeted me with a melancholic feat.
deep down, we were both broken,
and we're hurting as our hearts beat.
different books, but we're on the same page,
suffering ones who were wrecked by the very things they tried to fix.
trying to forget the pain, and indulge in euphoric feelings,
as the clock ticks.
darling, do you not realise?
what a trick fate played on us.
we're both hopeless souls,
who lie awake burning,
as the stars continue to shine.
...although I know we can never be.
