At first we met, just out for some fun,
Halloween parties, come all but one...

Finally accepted my terms,
only to face a new battle...

I can smell your sweet cologne,
and my heart aches...

Six hundred, fifty-eight kilometers,
or four hundred and eight miles...

Beginning like every other day,
my eyes open reluctantly...

Drifting through the moments,
always consumed within...

Beneath the sunsets orange,
the green grass grows rich...

I was going to be, so much more...
A little miss goody two shoes...

Into the shades of black,
she walked alone...

Left with silence,
in the absence...

Each time I stare,
into your gorgeous eyes...

Another long chapter finalized,
With an unsatisfying end...