There's a never-ending hole in my heart,

Being stretched with every thought of my love.

I miss her so much and cant believe it's ended now,

What can i do to stop the pain from killing me before dawn.

Why cant I see the stars anymore,

The same way i saw them with her in my arms.

The air doesn't even freeze anymore with my breath,

Unwilling to be seen without the angel as a witness.

My footsteps seem to be a chore,

Steel blocks weighing-down my soul,

Without my baby's wings holding my heart.

Without even a silent whisper it was all ripped from me.

So much time taken, stolen, buried in a cavern,

All over a minor triviality.

Even I preached the greater good, the general outcome,

And railed against the one, the few, the single.

The general can mean less than a population,

A soul is a castle to which unlimited personalities grow and unfold.

There was obviosity laced in this circumstance of cupids broken arrow,

But why must the broken point stay in my flesh,

Piercing my lonely soul, leaving an ache even Hercules couldn't stand.

A victim of forgotten days and lost priorities,

Pulled away by a chariot of four wheels and a protective demon at its head.

Never again shall i stop loving her image, caring about her heart.

To my grave shall my thoughts of her continue to live,

And beyond.