There is an invisible wall between us.
I can see you.
You can see me.
I can't hear you.
You can't hear me.
I can't touch you,
but I can love you.
You can't touch me,
but you can love me.
Or can you?
I can't reach you,
feel you,
or hear you,
but I can always love you.
Can you do the same?
You start to fade.
Then I start to fade.
I can't hear you.
Feel you.
See you.
Reach you.
You fade back again.
I can see you,
but you can't see me.
You don't realize I'm gone.
You don't remember me.
You can't hear me,
feel me,
see me,
love me.
But you don't even care.
I don't fade back with you.
Not tonight.
Or tomorrow.
Or any time in the future.
Not in any time at all.
You're ashamed of me.
I'm invisible.
I've disappeared,
but at least you're still here.
I can see you,
but I can't hear you.
I can love you,
but I don't know for how long.
You keep walking.
Don't look back.
Don't want to.
Don't need to.
You keep walking.
You don't remember me.
You don't want to.
Don't need to.
I'm invisible.
You're ashamed of me.
You've made me disappear.
You don't love me.
You don't care about me.
You only hate me.
Fury boils inside me.
I pound on the wall.
Screaming at it.
Blaming it.
Then I scream at you.
Blame you.
I'm angry at the wall.
For separating us.
Now, I'm angry at you.
I try to hurt you,
as you've hurt me.
I yell at you,
as you have to me.
I can't hurt you.
I can't hear you.
I can't speak to you.
I can't feel you.
I love you,
and I miss you.
But you don't feel the same.
Delicate heart,
new and vulnerable.
Delicate heart,
set in the light.
Delicate heart,
set at a table.
Delicate heart,
to pieces is smight.
Delicate heart,
broken to pieces.
Broken to bits.
Thousands of pieces.
Thousands of bits.
Delicate heart,
forever broken.
Forever cold.
Forever unloved.
Sadness numbs thy soul.
Sadness numbs thy mind.
Sadness numbs thy heart.
Sadness stops thy life.
As sadness hath done to mine.
History is placed.
Time has passed.
Old love is faced.
Old love is cast.
The past is my present,
but not my future.
His past is his past.
His present is unforgiving.
His future is bleak.
His future tells his story,
a story without me.
Passion is dead.
Sadness is awake.
Creating this heart ache.
My heart writhes in pain.
It skips many a beat.
Tears stream down my face.
Love is on fire.
Passion is my desire.
Tears and sadness in its place.
Heart stops beating.
Mind stops thinking.
Body stops feeling.
Mind goes crazy.
Tears don't stop.
Frustration continues.
This is my heartache.
Where your love is replaced.
I can't stand to think,
that you might hate me now.
His heart is the same.
His heart doesn't change.
I am cast aside.
Of my story he's lied.
I am invisible.
I disappear.
I am a shame.
Cast out in pain.
Pain and sadness again.
Turns to anger and fury.
Anger and fury turns to shame.
Shame turns into numbness.
Numbness of the heart.
Words unspoken.
Just three little words.
Which now have no meaning.
Which now have no hope.
My future is bleak.
My hope is weak.
My present is my past.
My past won't last.
"I love you."
I wish you knew,
how I really felt about you.
Now, it will never matter.
Three little words.
Have no meaning or hope.
Fury boils inside me.
Sadness numbs my life.
My feelings are dead.
It's you that I dread.
My past is re-read.
I don't love.
I see you,
hear you,
but I don't want to feel you.
I don't want to reach you.
I don't care about you,
but for some reason,
a little part inside of me,
still loves you.
I see you.
I feel you.
I hear you.
I care about you.
I want to reach you.
I love you.
And always will.
Delicate heart.
Broken to pieces.
Broken to bits.
Invisible wall.
In between us.
Separates us,
and our very different paths.
You keep walking.
Never to look back.
You're ashamed of me.
You've disappeared.
Now you're back.
But I'm still invisible.
But at least you're here.
At least I can see you,
hear you,
miss you,
love you,
and care about you.
Even if I can't reach you,
at least you're here.
In my heart.
Forever.
Forever in my heart ache.
