What kind of a sick tragedy
Is it that I am always destined
To be the one that looks back
And watches silently
While you are always the one
To walk away from me?
Oh how i wish I could tell you
To stop but how can I?
When you don't even realize it
Yourself,
You don't even notice
how you are slowly
Leaving my side
Everyday Every night
I feel you leaving
Burning the bridges
between us forever
And I can only stand and
Watch as what we had and
Could have had all burn down
Together with all that we have
Now here I stand in silent acceptance
Holding the ashes of what we once were