Wasted time
    and empty spaces
None of these roads
     lead to you
The solitude
    is palpable

There is an ache within me
It's depth depends on the day
But still, I feel it.
And I can't breathe without it
Because at least then I know
             you were real

When dawn breaks
   I always reach for you
The cold sheets remind me
With clenched eyes
  I have to catch my breath
Another day begins

Run away with me
  and we'll be free
Because I will never have
   real liberation
          without you

Even now,
        years later,
  and miles away,
          I see you
And I know,
    it'll always be you

It was one or two things
    or a series of things
But we're different now
And we can't go back

Where do we go from here?

Maybe
    one
       day...

These thought consume
a pulsating invasion and
persistent deterioration
Please save me
            from myself