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What is left to feel;

all our good times are now,

just a mirage on an endless sea.

why couldn't we have been ,

stuck in this perfect moment,

forever?



I guess reality struck.

Life isn't meant to be perfect;

and that was the closest,

to perfect that i will ever be.

My screams and tears;

are no longer heard.



I'm left in this nightmare.

theres nothing left for me,

its a brand new day.

everything's happy but me,

and you.



no one will ever know,

how much i love you.

you will never get to see;

how much you meant to me.

Because now everything's gone,

and who threw it away?

Or was it just that,

things weren't meant to be?

because i couldn't,

Ever bring myself to belive that.



Every tear I've shed for you,

has been worth it;

everything we ever shared.

But you'll never hear this.

You'll never hear me.

Because you'll never read this.



would you pass me by on the street?

Because i could never pass you.

I would stop no matter what,

and say i love you.

As you would sit there,

in disbelief because,

i will love you.

Forever.....