All her shattered faces Scatter the darkened floor Her scent lingers in the evening breeze, Dancing with the open door.
She used to fill my heart whole With marrow of life unending, But as I hear love's bell's defening toll My heart is left unmending.
Now left only with an empty core, (Oh God, how I hate this dying heart!) Your broken sighs don't call me anymore As these strands of life begin to part.
I hope I'm finally starting to get over you after all this time.