A fool you had been,
when all along its under you.
and yet,
sweet yearning for something
you will never gain.
Is that the fate you are left with,
or do you choose to be in that?
knowing,yet....
you still could not phantom why the
heart desires so.
Silly you,
its time to move on.
sleep tight,broken dreams.
may it lay wrapped tight,
never to entice you again.
