It's fading, I feel it and I know you do too
Honey-Sweet memories
now showing the washed out grey
of times decay
that love drunk buzz
So prominent for a time
Now sobering up as our paths re-align
the mind and heart Shift from
our once shared colour-drenched dream
To the monochromatic 2-dimensional blandness of being realistic

we knew it would come
we knew it would go
and no amount of Awareness
can soften the blow

The curse of our conscious bond
is that we can't wrap ourselves
in the comforting blanket
of numbed ignorance
As others might
In the missing of Cold Nights

we knew it would come
we knew it would go
and no amount of Acceptance
can soften the blow

We have our distractions to keep
our Minds occupied and
the Midnight-Blue pining at bay
we preach trust in the Universal plan
And we mantra "come what may"
Yet the insatiable and inescapable void of hollow pervades
as our unity on the horizon
fades to grey

we knew it would come
we knew it would go
and no amount of Understanding
can soften the blow