Here behind, here I lie still waiting for you...
I promised I would be here, like the loneliest of stones.
I know I broke that vow, but I am still here, waiting for your return.
Cannot see it coming though, maybe I just wait for the useless to happen.
I prefer to wander as a no one.
A true, grey and invisible spectre,
where no place to really call home, and no heart to love.
Because the only one I have, is for you, and yes,
it is still beating, and yes, it still waits for a sunny day.
But, the anger, the rage, the fear, the pain, the eroding sensation of myself drifting away,
is it really worth it?
An angel has come to me now, what should I say?
Shall I tell her all?
Or shall I crave a second heart, one just for her to keep safe?
Not like the one I gave to you,
whose key is even missing! Does it never really mattered so much as you used to said?
I wish I knew the answer, I wish I faded away and became anything else, but for now,
I will do as I always do...
And stay behind this mask
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