Words pour from your mouth,
a flow of disturbance.
The looks of anguish,
a frequent occurrence.
Try to touch you,
just as you pull away.
Try to hold you,
try to make you stay.
A silence, that shatters my world,
it makes her crumble into a tattered girl.
The obstacles to go through to make me cry.
No emotion is felt.. because i don't want to try.
gasp to myself, that your not real,
pound myself, to try to make me feel.
Innocence, it was in style.
The type of charm of a grin; a smile.
Take us back when we had a chance.
Back to that place of that certain romance.
