Life can’t only consist of this.
I’ve read nothing but pure bliss.
Things like fairy tale’s wish.
And now you’ve left me with this last kiss.
It’s been quite awhile since this life of mine is ever so clear.
Wandering here and there,
always off track.
Oh, how I want you back.
But that’ll never happen,
because of the feelings you lack.
© Duc Nguyen WordsOnEmptyEars, 2016