We could have fought and maybe should've lied in the clouds

But we didn't dream when we had the chance

We just screamed in silence, drowning our old romance

These are just thoughts thrown at the wind where we once were

At the lesson taught, unknown when we begin, and at the end, ashes stir

The embers won't die because the fire roared so immense

Our tender lies caused the wire that shored us to tense

It snapped off and we drifted into a sea of broken dreams

We snapped hurtfully and rifted, tearing our spoken love's seams

And here we are, several years later looking into each other's eyes

Far past the lakes of shed tears, the greater pain is brooking in our unheard sighs

I've never fallen out of love with you or let go of the memory

It's been severed, black shawl and gloves set the tone for what died in me

Though you stand close enough to touch my face

I know you are stranded, as am I, clutched to a far away place

We will never be as we once were, just dying embers

There is no more lever to guage the sighing death of the love we both remember.

-David "Dingo" Bleecher