10 April 2012
Nothing more then strangers Passing in the street A fleeting memory passing by Trying to remember if we ever did met
The outside looks the same, The features imprinted in your mind But the soul has lost its sparkle It has blackened over time
No connection left Except the misty memories left behind Trying to stop this hurt That is meant to heal over time
Anger builds inside As you realise this person you did use to know But when you try to get there attention No reaction they will show
A friendship broken Like shattered glass beyond repair If you were to look into there eyes now That person would no longer be there.
Passing Strangers • Opuss № I