Our flame dwindled to embers
Our embers became cold ash.
The love songs became mute,
Hummed by lips of singing shadows
bitter silence of another cold night
You became a familiar stranger
Transforming from the one that I knew
to someone that I don’t.
Doomed from the start,
Maybe it was never meant to be…
Maybe we were meant to be washed away
like footprints from the face of a lonely shore…
Written by Michael