He knew it was only she
whom he could possibly love
He turned towards the darkness,
ran from the sun
For it was in loneliness
where he could hide his pain
That love was a trend
he could never feel again
And it was his love to give
that was the passing trend
For he had grown fond,
loneliness was his friend
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC
He knew it was only she
whom he could possibly love
He turned towards the darkness,
ran from the sun
For it was in loneliness
where he could hide his pain
That love was a trend
he could never feel again
And it was his love to give
that was the passing trend
For he had grown fond,
loneliness was his friend
