How was I in my prime
was I sublime or merely sub
did I impress or distress
in my mumbling fumbling way
did I go the extra mile
tell me why do you smile.

How could I move forward after this?
How could I stop dreading solitude because your face haunts me?
How could I ignore the waves of pain that make me want to flee?
How could I ever crawl out from this black abyss?

How could the sun come out every day, as if nothing happened?
How could the stars shine bright as ever, without you here?
How could the colors of the world not have disappeared?
How could the house stand just like before after it was abandoned?

How could you go without saying goodbye?
How could you say you’d be the winner?
How could you bring to us this perpetual winter?
How could you promised you would not die?

And yet it happens and it happened

Congrats to you, because you did the impossible.
You made me feel like you were unstoppable.
Charming me, loving me, throwing your love around,
And little by little I was slowly getting bound
to you, and your antics,
To you, and your tactics.
I fell, oh! I fell so hard for you,
Thinking that you would come through.
But as I was falling and falling closer to the dirt,
my body landed on the ground and all I felt was hurt.
You weren't there to catch me,
Were you even there to watch me?
Or did I fall blindly believing in destiny,
It's now while I'm bleeding on the ground that I see,
The truth, which is that I am a fool,
For ever believing that you would catch me too.

So Congrats to you, you did the impossible,
You made me believe you were unstoppable.
You made me fall, and that was your goal,
You didn't catch me and I'll forever be stuck in this black hole.

It's that time of day,
Where all of your sound starts to decay,

What is it with being right,
When there will always be a handful to write,

Who will tell us that this piece is perfect,
Why do we need to understand if it is correct,

How is it that we just stop,
Hushing onto the last testaments spinning on the top.

How long until you give in
When missing me takes priority
Over all your pride
When the same dreams that haunt me
Overcome your sense of self
And you finally look at me
With my familiar blue eyes
And my freckles
That your lips have worshipped
A thousand times over
How Long?