Saturday, May 14, 2011

Distant

We were always together
They were no such thing as space
Now its nothing but space
Careless words hoping to bring something
Unthought actions creating nothing
Just us was fine
Now I just want to plainly leave
Odd numbers I really wasn't fond of
3 is the one I hate the most
How did we lost ourselves
How was distance created
Questions like these ran through my head
Is something wrong with me or you
No its you
So i should leave
Stop being your friend
End all of this
This distance reminds me of being alone
So tell me now
What should we do
We're fading with the distance