From the moment I saw you,
I knew your face.
It was not a choice,
but a necessity that I trust your face.
It wasn't an option to be your friend,
for I needed your face.
I love your face and I thought yoyou leftu loved mine.
So when you left,
and took your face
I crumbled & despair took your place.
I fell, I suceeded to the pain.
Pain over your face.
So when you came back,
I thought I would crack.
What if your face lef, again?
Would I survive?
But,what if you stayed?
Would my face heal?
Would my heart?
If your face was here I thouoght,
You stayed, for a while,
but then again you left.
I broke, I bleed, I didn't stop the tears,
that relentlessly shed.
So to all of those who lved me and you,
say Goodbye to our resting faces.