Will I ever be the one
who gets to hold you tight
Will I ever be the one
to hear your last goodnight
Will I ever be the one
who’s hand you gladly take
Will I ever be the one
next to whom you wake
Will I ever be the one
that holds you when you cry
Will I ever be the one
that never hears goodbye
Will I ever be the one
to whom you give yourself
Will I ever be the one
in sickness and in health
Will I ever know the reason
that our paths were meant to cross
Will I ever know the gain
that is someone else’s loss

.
I saw you with her,
One day in the sun,
I was only shadow,
Blankness overrun.

Rains fell as I flew,
In greyest courtyards,
Hard as stone set low,
I was but a lone shard.

You looked so happy,
So tame with her light,
I felt a shudder growing,
Held back with all might.

There you were together,
My past one dead page,
You two so happy there,
And my life all the rage.

Angel laughs, smiles and sings.
Her figure like an hourglass, her eyes like the sea.
She walks with elegance pose and class,
Taking in every moment like it's her last.
Her length is rather tall, but she is pure perfection.
Her smile is wide and white gleaming through the night.
Her voice is soothing and kind to the ears.
When she looks upon you, you are filled with tears.
-
For how could anyone be so kind?
"Miss?"  She turns around toward me and smiles
"Why are you so happy all the time? For it looks like misery has never touched you."
"Like you know your destiny and live in your own fantasy. Tragedy slips over you, there is sure to be an endlessly flawless melody revolving around you."
"So I say yet again, why are you always so happy? "
She leans in and whispers
...
I'm not
I'm broken.
But you would never know that.