His mind, like a broken mirror; shattered.
Piece by piece spilled onto the ground...

Iâ??m not suppose to love you
Because you love her...

Soon to be no happy moments
Soon I'll hear those words unspoken...

His eyes; haunt, captivate, take control.
My mind is clouded with flirtatious smoke...

Will you ever see me, for more then just a friend?
Is there hope that I am a match for somebody...

Let me tell you a loving story;
a fairy tale if called as such...

Curled blonde hair hangs down at her shoulders,
Like a little porcelain doll you can never look...

It was there this morning, the hair,
Now it is lifeless in this brush...

Tired, sore, burning red eyes stare.
Glistening tears fall onto the carpet...

Smokey darkness surrounds the pupils in my eyes.
Lumps of air and spit are getting wedged into my...

Disappearing into a summer's dusk,
she waits; broken in the fresh breeze...

Hiding beneath the shadows,
eyes dancing, making sure we're alone...