You run

I see you in the distance
You look so small from where I stand...
I used to be next to you
So close I could touch your hand.....it used to be warm

Something else happend
And you walked the other way..
I used to be next to you
Now I'm this way...all the way over here...

I shiver in the cold breeze left by your icy heart
The night as black as your self obsessed emotions
The memory of you rattles the front of my skull like a baseball bat through my sand castle...

I feel as though some one has ripped my legs out from underneath me..
I have lost my compus..
Which way is north...?
Which way did you run?

Marco!!!!

I wait with fingers crossed....
I don't hear a sound from your sweet lips...
As a single tear rolls down my wind burnt face..
I try one more time but I know its pointless..

Marco!!!