She Turned Her Back...She can't be found,I must have been dreaming.Stark white face everytime I close my eyes.Every step in stereo heard a new cry, a new laugh...A memory held in her Purgatory trying to get out of the pit.Scraping fingernails down the sides of the pit, a full illlustration seen as form of suicide.Dandelions radiate full circle,Just like the way we laid in grass transcending our love to higher plateaus...Just like the way you loved me was just like the way you loved him.Razorblade smile cutting through my trusting lips with every kiss...I've turned my back to the door.She turned her back to the door.
It was her time for greatnessShe slept on woolen sheets and dreamed of creating her own world war.It was her time for greatness...She left it in the bedroom and she never thought it would happen to her...Now, it has...She was such a mystery to us.She laughed and I became sick at the very thought of being swallowed by her eyes.I knew it would come down to this, where we would walk past each other and not acknowledge who we were... what we could have been...Another broken dream in the alley of should-haves, and they still say "It's better to have loved, than to never have loved at all..."
Peace in the Eye of a DreamerWhere are you, love?Holding your red leather suitcase by the busstop waiting for a chance to leave behind all the people that left you behind for so many years.Will you find a new home?Waiting for the sun to come out and pass through the window of our bedroom. Warm us and keep us in our dreams...Will you find me?I'll be waiting for you here. I've waited so long for this dream and I am ready to jump into the ocean. Jump in, eyes closed...Please find me.