My Shaking hands running through my hair at the sight of you,
Stress and pain,
My heart stops dead,
My eyes widen,
I walk away,
More like pace,
But I turn around each second,Just to catch another glimpse,
The one I waited forever to see,
That face,
Exactly the same,
Too bad your heart no longer says my name,
My heart?
It has yours written all over it,
But it's crossed out,
From all the times I tried to let go,
I still don't know If I succeeded,
I'm doubtful,
But still hopeful.