Queorth
Clarity
And the absence
Of memories,
I wish you fell for me
But you fell short
Of words.
It hurts
To know you're far away,
I wish we were closer
Than before.
It hurts
To know the score
Of our game
And the reality
Is far from prosperity.
You are the reason
For my sadness
And insanity.
I wish we gained more
Clarity
But all we do is
Calculated
Charity.
