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Not Going HomeShe was walking
She was in a place that she didn't know.
She was crying
She wasn't sure why anymore.
She was lost
She was hoping she wouldn't be found.
She was done
She was sick of living in this world.
She was sick
She was trapped in her mind and couldn't escape.
She was cold
She wasn't going home this time.
The Sound of a PianoI love the sound of piano
But when I hear it my heart
Starts to ache and hurt.
It reminds me of you and
All the time we spent together
And how much I loved you.
I keep wondering when
It will stop hurting to hear
Something so beautiful
Just because of you.
When will I stop thinking
About those days spent
Listening to you play for me?
When will I stop imagining
Your face, your hands, every
Single time I hear piano playing?
QuestionsWhat are you supposed to do
When the one you love so much
Hurts you and leaves forever?
How do you start healing your
Bleeding and aching heart?
How do you reassemble all the
Broken pieces within your soul?
Is there a chance for a new beginning?
Can I let someone love me ever again?
Will I stop being afraid to let someone in?
When will the sadness and tears stop?
When will I be able to listen to the radio
Without hearing a song that reminds me
So much of you and our time together?
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