The idea of having you was beyond me,
But the idea that I will never have you devastated me.

I've been wandering for as long as I can remember.
I was just breathing my way through life, I wasn't really living it.
The days would pass as if it were nothing to me.
Just another cycle of the earthing spinning there's a start and an end.
Never have I looked forward to tomorrow cause I know it brings me nothing.
Never have I been so wrong before.

The moment that the days began to mean something to me,
It wasn't just empty anymore they were filled with
anticipation,excitement,eagerness and
I was looking forward for tomorrows now because now they mean something to me.
I was finally living my life and not just breathing it away.
It astounds me that certain events could've transpired into such meaningful moments.

How I wished it would've lasted until we got older.
But it seems that it doesn't work that way.
For a certain moment I thought everything was perfect, Too perfect.
It left me as fast as it came.
That brief moment of ecstasy was suddenly replaced by unwanted things.
I had you and yet I let you slip away. I never was good at holding on.

You came like a ship in the night and left like a vicious storm from the sea.