One last time i hear your voice
before the phone is turned off
no more communication
together is gone
a small stream has run dry
my tears flowing like a waterfall
One heart broken out of thousands
it pulses in my chest
the pain ever so overwhelming
I have became numb from all emotions
a part of me has died
Your face
serene underneath the glow of the sun
your smile so strong with life
I am like the wind
that passes by you through and through
yet I am never bothered to be noticed
or needed
my
heart
is
broken.
I am sure he will notice you. Like the wind, we don't really bother with it. But when it is hot, we start to pray that this wind will come. When it doesn't come... then too bad his lose.