The awe of love,
How quickly it faded and turned into wonder
Why is it, that you do not look at me anymore?
Slowly the wonder, turned into tears
Tears of pain, from an aching heart.
Why is it, that you do not love me anymore?
Gradually the tears began to dry.
Turned to anger, from so many broken promises.
Why is it, that you lie to me?
Anger festers into rage.
Exploding in upon itself.
How dare you be so cruel to my heart?
Rage eventually burns itself out.
And without an ember left glowing,
It slowly turns into...
Nothing at all.