I wrote your name on a page,
I hoped it would stay.
For in my heart it had failed to stay,
Like the morning fog on a sunny day.


You were so sweet and kind.
Your voice brought harmony,
Like chapping birds of the summer.

From the horizon you stood still.
Silhouetted by the evening sun.
I saw furry burn,
I felt hate.
Pride drowned you bitterly.
And from that moment you where gone.

solitude is not loneliness,
it is a peace of mind,
self identity.
it is a solid foundation to a life we tend to avoid.
it is strength within all weakened thoughts and feelings.

loneliness is the state i am stuck in,
getting up and knowing that i will not be able to see you today.
you linger in my mind,
the memories of you i have hidden inside.

i am not me now that i sit alone.,
looking at that spot you once  set,
speaking and talking.
giggling and laughing,
in confusion and in complete silence.
your heart was richly pounded with joy.

now in the hallow walls of silence ,
i lay in dead solitude,
of pain and struggles,
of heart breaks and loneliness,
my weakness has threatened me dearly.

it is in loneliness that i stand.
missing you everyday.
wishing you where there to share those moments that we once had.
i stare in absence at that place you once sat.
i feel your presence and i hear your voice,
and i blow up in tears i just can't help myself,
they say distance is not a barrier but the truth behind it is that its all a lie.

caught from the blue,
with my polished
and sparkling eyes.
all that everyone saw was beauty,

while deep inside pain crept.
forgetting of its existence.
to me it became profane.
refusing to speak of it
Allowing myself to forgetting.

then at my cheerful being of night,
you saw through me
what i had forgotten.
it was the pain that dwelt.
and all the broken pieces inside of me.

lost in the dark night with a fake smile,
i would have never known all was wrong.
and healing could have never come.
but you helped me admit to my wrong.  

today i look back at the lost time in darkness.
all the happiness wasted.
i could have been cheerful then,
but now that am at ease,
solace came unexpectedly
gratitude is the token of appreciation i have for you.