She cried and begged,
"Please, don't get over me yet"

But he didn't hear
And it breaks her

She cried and begged
"Please, don't get over me yet"

But he already moved on
And her life didn't go on

"Please, don't get over me yet"
It became her mantra
But it will never bring him back

For he found a new love
And she was left with a broken heart

Your words are lies,
I can't see through.
My eyes they dry,
Where tears once grew.

A lotus on my cheek,
Blossoms from salt water.
Knowing you'll start a leak,
With words that slaughter.

The flower of loneliness
To show the loss.
Hope turned weakness,
And you are the cause.

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream:
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep—while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

I woke
from an indefinite courage
And all I know
is I can never look back
So where do I get
the strength right now
when you've given up
at this point somehow?

Too little time but
I liked you since then & now
you know it very well.

And when I close my eyes
I have never intended
if I could have just rejected
like you did.
But it was still the same thing
an illusion that we could be everything.

What more is this
than just an open hole
Lingering and lurking around
We've no closure
but is this what you want?
Maybe it has to be like
we feel a lot
cause you fight over it
over yourself
And I want more of us
than to be with someone else

What worse of wrong
could it be than torture
to restrain from
where your heart belonged
cause for the first time
of all the chances
in a very long while
you know it very well.

What is your melody?
Your harmonic symphony?
What is your ecstasy?
Your mind of immortality?

Where is your honesty?
Your trustful reliability?
Where is your sanity?
Your clear answers of clarity?

Can you clarify my sanity?
My mad mind of  immortality?
Can you clarify my melody?
My lost mind of honesty?