Tears.

It happened so fast
Misleading portend
Its hard for me to say
that this is the end

Of course I love you
But those words are fading
I wish you felt the same
Changes are impending

Now when I see you
I don't know what to say
The air is of dead silence
Our breath slowly decays

I hope it'll all change
To be as of my dreams
But dreams are a fantasy
nothings as it seems

At age 15, I have nothing left but my tears.