Just One Lonely Heart.

  Holding hand and walking through the daisies. Imagining he future we would never have.

Flawless nights, up on the phone. Stretched remarks held untold. Jaw breaking smiles and two lonely hearts.

    Thumping to an empty rhythm.

        Empty rhythm.

  Glowing people, keeping their long forgotten hope. Their long forgotten hope.

   I guess it wasn't meant to be.

 Why didn't you just let me hold your hand through it all? Throughout it all? 

        It would have worked,

          and I would have held on.

           But you let go,  

              and now I can't find you.

  Instead of two lonely hearts, there is only one.

     Thumping to its own empty rhythm.

        Without you.