In everything; you have been my inspiration.
The memories we made,
The bond we forged;
Were my motivation
Your words were fuel to my lukewarm heart
Like a tourist you are my pleasure.
My esurient desires for you,
Pushed you away.
Now things have gone sour.
I was left to walk this path alone.
As our bonds grows dim,
My once flaming heart goes cold.
How I lingered for those moments,
My lusty heart has gone weak.
My ears yearns for your voice;
As a broken heart cries for revival.