This vacuum of space
where love used to be...

My love is like a still voice heard in the night.
My love is like a deer walking in the snow...

Love casts a shadow
just like a human does...

I want you so bad it hurts me so.
It hurts like pure hell not being able to be with...

Dreams are thoughts
that we don't always see...

Your words cut like a knife.
I feel every word that you type...

Hand in hand we walk
along the way...

Human life form not present
and umbilical severed...

Scribe scribble these lines.
Scribble, scribble, scribble...

I looked into my head
because I was unsure...

Words.
Words simple words...

I love the flowers.
Why didn't I ever send any...