The fear of "you" spread its roots in my soul,
Slowly taking me over like a disease.

You are not "you" anymore,
To me the only real "you" has died.
I mourn the "You" that lived there, in the past
I loved the "you" that you have now denied..

So sad that time has put another mask upon ur face;
New rinkles in your soul have been engraved..
So sad you've let yourself got cruel by the world..

That "you" would never make me cry..
That "you" would never let me die..
He would have never left me with this pain inside
He would have never grown in just a single lie.
but "you", the real "you" is forlon gone
Though "me" is still awaiting in the past
At the sad milestone between these opposing times..
between our smiles and our cries..

feb. 2008

i like this one, it's so sweet and meaningful...