Gone
My tears drip down your windowpanes
Down shower drains like quiet rains
I turned to you, but you did not see
You could not see, right in front of me
The sound you heard was my glass heart breaking
My chest is aching while my hands are shaking
Look at me I begged you please
I’m on my knees amidst the trees
I called for you, but you did not hear
You could not hear, yet you are so near
I watch you leave, swallowed by the mist
The face I kissed and the life I’ll miss
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