Nothing here,
nothing to see,
no one else
but you and me.

In darkness I
can't see your face,
and panic tears
have left no trace.

Later I'll
know what to say;
another life,
another day.

I thought it then,
I wonder now,
how it went wrong,
and mostly why.

You turn around,
I walk away.
I want to go.
I want to stay.

I'll keep breathing,
but to what cost?
The story of us:
Forever lost.