What happens                                 
when we run out?                                 
Of time                                              
of hope                                            
of dreams                                        
of memories?                                    
Of songs                                          
of nights                                          
of things                                          
to look                                    
forward to together?                       
What happens                          
when I run out                                
of you?                                            

We lost the chance to know          
when you ran out on me.