While walking home,
I saw a soul who wasn't alone.
Two silhouttes, perched
at the edge.
They were talking.
I recall the time
when the other's beauty was sublime.
The moments that weren't divided,
and arguments that weren't so heated.
That night itself,
my thoughts did delve
into the subconscious.
It was quite vicious,
as i woke up with a fear.
You're no longer near.
And i guess i did let out a tear.
