A lost soul, treading shallow waters
in search for his past life
It's missing
A renewed sense of reality
floating on oceans calming waves
she's searching for the memories
They don't exist
Cowardly stepping over the line
back to the darkness where only God can save him
letting hypocrisy run through his veins
and into his life
She won't stay to watch
Her heart's wish for him dies
as anger and hatred whisk through his eyes
a fleeting moment but long enough
a lost cause
There's no hope
They watch each other's actions
sensing the change, the immeasurable pain
to see darkness when all candles are lit
It's over
The bond between the two, shattered
the laughs and cries shared, blend into the static
a smile, a wave
vapor over an open casket
A fork in the road.
The last teardrop.
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