Forlorn Love
Do you remember those magical evenings on the rooftop holding hands together, gazing at the skies as night falls soaked in the warmth of twilight we stood there still looking into each other solving the mysteries of love Had time frozen then i would not pen this down but it flows like an endless stream came a day when truth dawned upon us- my ways were not yours your dreams were not mine As I light a fag and watch the silvery smoke penetrate the dark my mind stirs in silence as this little fag smokes out my life