What was once a beautiful thing is now empty

I should have taken hold of what we had

But was too young to see beyond myself

What use to be a vivid and deep conversation becomes small talk

Just passing the time

You still know what buttons to push

I just think I do

It’s been years and your fingerprints are still on my heart

The more I try to get away

The harder it becomes to get away

So I sit silently and stare at what I will never have

Loving from a distance

Wishing for a difference

Knowing that the latter will never see the light of day