She walks down the street now empty,
lifeless and shattred with a lost happieness.
She just longs to find her way,
realizing it gets harder everyday...
She hasn't been forgotten,
just put to the side for a while
sometimes she seems to forget
he's not gone for good
he'll return, and she'll regain her strength.
She's so weak on her own
waiting for the inevitable
deep down knowing all along
it would work,
because they were made for eachother,
to walk hand in hand.
Forever, and for ALWAYS.
Together the perfect pair,
yet there imperfections are what make there love so inevitable.
She would never question there love, or that he'll be true...
but she just longs for his embrace,
to take her away again...
...to where life really was living
and she could feel there love with every kiss.
