Eating becomes a fear,
attempts become impossible...

Crystal of clearness, reflecting rainbow colours
with your dazzling light...

The clock tower strikes
at midnight in Rome...

Sitting on the edge of leaving-
contemplating goodbye...

I thought that you understood
I came as a package deal with my past...

Eleven years have shot past my eyes,
grazing my grieving heart...

Elegantly tall,
Leafy branches looking upwards...

I always thought the past would forever feel worse...
but all it takes is for one person to shake that...

When i am alone i start to think
about how i feel deep down inside...

You can look somewhere else
for permission to return...

I wish I had taken time to think
before I made that decision...

I wonder what you were thinking,
or were you deluded enough...