I saw you standing there
And suddenly became blind
The darkness seemed so infinite
Yet it was a darkness I knew
I grasped it in search of something
Real, something of substance
Still I found nothing
I called through the seemingly endless end
Hoping for any answer,
Whether it be the dark or myself, calling back
Being alone never suits anyone’s fancy
Still I find myself alone
Just my thoughts and I traveling
Through an endless state of loneliness
And yet there you stand, still
A vivid image of what I wish I had
With one hand at your side and the other
Reaching, reaching, through the dark
Awaiting the time my misguided hand will find yours
Through it all

But here I sit, all alone, searching
With only my will to lead me on
Through the familiar darkness