And so again it all falls back to end…
The smell of wine and tears left, stained the room
Echoes of scream of hate will find me
Only to realize that in this place
All that’s left is you…
Your copper colored eyes
Those purpled touched cheeks
And skin like early sunset glaze
Much to my dismay, I will find it amiss
It’s all not new to me now
We’ve been through this before
But I guess time grew weary of us…
This too will pass, as the old adage says
It will be over then,
But the sadness will be irrevocably familiar…
As always you tend to leave even before it all starts
But I don’t remember you being there
So I guess it doesn’t matter much
Beneath the thin smile, still I tried to find you
Wishing somewhere inside, there I will find me too,
Although i knew, that there’s nothing waiting for me there
but an empty room filled with more questions unanswered,
but still i tried…
And so again it all falls back to end…
The night left a scent of you
whispers of a ghost inside my head
that made me all realize that in this place
All that’s left is you…
