I've never felt what it was like to want it all to be only the thoughts that overtake when seduction sedates
I long for nothing at all It all seems fleeting worthless without a point
What does it even matter why do I even try I will never feel a thing and even then not the sadness of goodbye
I have searched a thousand lives this time but only in my mind for then there's reality: a long list of **** I can never find
When it's time to hear that sound sung sweetly majestically ringing in the air perhaps it will be said to another by one sweeter still and maybe through that time in due time I will find one that was mine
I sometimes think it will never end but then again who's to say what will be and what then