She walks and stands
where he now resides
with a rose in hand
their eyes collide

in her eyes, his world
where time is on-hold

his tongue freezes
a chilling breeze
everything is stopped
like a broken clock

heart starts to beat
with a rhythm they never heard

moments slip away
He wishes her not to leave, this day
BUT she does, silently
his heart turns back cold, and grey

the air is thick,
breathing is hard
And darkness starts to slide
while light starts to hide

and he is again blind
lonely with that rose, left behind

He misses her so bad
but why is he so sad?
it's unfair?!
days  pass, without her near?!

He loses the desire, for everything
He wants again to be nothing

waiting for her to come back
Now or later, but intact
maybe he still has hope
deep down he knows it’s weak

He realizes the truth he seeks
and his cold heart speaks

To tell a story of a stone pile
That came to life for a while
Only to turn back to a lifeless pile