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The Distant One


You have been held many moments But in the morning, what's to find? Face after face, all fading into one. Growing cold and distant- Wondering if your heart is still capable, of just coming undone. Needing so badly, to fill the emptiness- Though as time passes, it's only grown. Those moments you are held Become the loneliest you've ever known But how can you journey past Darkened days off long ago? How can you hear a wound, if you're afraid to let it show? They'll, one by one walk into your life, As surely they'll walk out They only feel your distance, don't know what it's all about And you'll keep in searching For that someone you long to find Slipping further and further away- Not only in your heart, but also in your mind.
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