There was a passion
There was honesty
Now it's me here alone
Feeling empty
Drowning trying to rise for air
You ran me over without a care
Where once was is now lost
Were I saw a best friend
Sits an empty chair
I wonder where you are
Did you get lost
Hope you make back
But be aware
I may not care
I may have come up and found air
And I'll be sitting in that chair
So once passion now is nothing

© Jennifer Delong 5/2018