Distant, not here.
Distant, gone from here.
Where have you gone?
Gone, somewhere where I can’t find you.
You, who stole my heart with only a whisper.
Whisper, that’s only lingering in my head.
Head, aching from the loneliness from your withdraw.
Withdraw, from everyone around you.
You, who no longer smiles nor laughing.
Laughing at the pain.
The pain you could not stand.
The pain that caused you,
To take your own life.
And leave me with nothing more than an echo of your voice.
A photograph of your face.
A photograph that I constantly stare at and hoping it would move.
But I can’t see you anymore..
I can’t hear you anymore.
And a slight agonizing moan will slip.
And no one will hear.
And the only thing I see on my keyboard is a tear.
A tear from my heartache
Of my heart break
Of a man who became nothing more than a stranger.
Nothing more than a ghost in my mirror.