She walks down life's path, clenching her heart and that's what holds the pieces together. He follows behind like a hungry wolf protecting her quietly from the grueling weather. He creeps up behind to inhale the smell of her skin so divine, her touch he craves every single time. She looks up at the heavens and closes her eyes pondering on what might the good things in life be? He gazes at the night sky and wishes saying "if only she was beside me". The taste of her lips dwells on his soul like sin to a slanderous being, if only through his eyes she could envision herself and determine her remarkable beauty can be admired and seen. The feeling of anguish blazes within his heart as she knows not what it's like to be free, bound by the lies of why he wasn't right she left him to rot because of society. He lurks in the shadows watching over her like a guardian and yet an angel he is but not. She misses his touch and his embrace when he held her near as her heart was now filled with wrath. He isn't around to catch her tears she cries, he instead watches from afar and it kills him inside as his soul slithers, withers and slowly dies. He will oneday feel no emotions and experience no pain, till the day his lips speak her name. The broken hearted have no comfort or solace that can keep them sane. She remains his drug which he will not attain, she remains his soul which can no longer let him bear the pain. One day she will see what exactly he did crave, she will know how precious she can be to the one with right eyes to see, she will know what she meant to me.
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
