I just don't know why the hollow feeling shows up....

running deep along the lines of my soul.

where it goes I don't even know....

running to the invisible.

I want her to light me up, but it doesn't happen.

I mourn what we could be, what I will miss.

Her loss and pain of what it could be divided by us...

...the blood running running running to the invisible.

I drop the stone and never hear it hit the bottom.. the well runs deep.