I blame myself for trusting you
when the warnings were all there...

A life without romance
was almost believable...

Tracing my fingers along my troubled face,
my eyes remain fixed on the weeping reflection...

Windswept summer trees
smiling warmly with soft air...

To get her,
together...

This year will be so different
so many people will not be here...

I may appear silent to you,
like my voice ran away with the wind...

I cry hopelessly
as this year's secret...

Secrets kept
inside your past...

Catching the flame tightly
in the palm of my hand...

You planted in me years ago,
an evil seed that grows inside...

Another night
one more fight...