What's left after this?
Tears shattering bliss?
Words I said that I regret,
Screaming voice of neglect.
Listen to the heart,
Should we ever be apart?
Trust that love will find a way,
Moving mountains in a day.
Will tomorrow be okay?
A question for my late night pray.
Anyone who listen would understand,
That you have slipped through my hand.
Future holds never ending mystery,
It doesn't always end with misery.
Little do we know what lies upon,
Yet melancholy killed our bond.
