She walks down the street with someone new. Why she left I hadn't a clue. With no explanation and words of a few. Like the wind on storm cloud, life turns grey. To it doesn't really hurt to see you. It felt kinda odd that the reason you left I till today never knew. A few years went by and I did change I made myself better and better over and over again. The picture frame shattered when you walked away. You ran into a stumbling block along each day. See your a kind of girl that seeks not love. Yet I'm the kind of man that needs to rectify his soul. As I grow cold and wonder what is wrong in me. I did not shed tears nor did I cry. I did not leave my soul to die. I picked up the pieces and and stick them together again. Knowing how things came to an end. The moonlight now remains my friend as I fix and find what was wrong. I know it was me all along. Maybe I didn't give you enough time, maybe I didn't hold you like I should have for that while. Maybe you needed me not be there. Maybe I didn't understand what you needed was not love and care. I know you remain happy. And I remain withdrawn in solitude. I see you with someother dude, I know he isn't me nor will I every be. Sometimes I wish life gave me a remedy. I sit in silence secluded and alone. I compose this feeling to which I cannot name. Yet it hurt seeing you again, I see the glint of happiness that sparkled in your eyes. I wasn't the reason anymore much to my surprise. So a prayer for you joy, as I make peace with my broken soul. I wish not for our story to any further unfold.
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
