Church

The boy from yesterday comes here and there not sure where he is going or where his path leads to... I look at the pictures from old times where his eyes where so different he never liked what I wrote while his words were black birds to me... The fall was hard the origin of all pain my arms were open when I still had them... what I see now is not the same I don't know who I am anymore does he know what he ever wanted? is he lost in a weird fog? I know I once loved him dearly now all is so vague I walk the streets of my life searching for the answers I'll never get... I listen to some music while I cook my meals a tear falls to my nose and wakes me up from the dream... Such distance between us both, did it have to be this way? I remember when we sang the same song down there in the bay... If there was a church around I would go to pray no to the lord I once met cuz that one doesn't reply... I just need the solitude of an empty space where the pieces of my broken heart I can sew together again. Jessica