You know it feels disappointed when hope never come true
When the plan is only a discourse
It turns out the story we are composing
The only engineering you have
I'm too hopeful?
Or you do not.
You left without a word
Releasing the grip of the hand you hold tightly
Moving faster
Leave the 'faithful' you say
This step stops slowly
Staring at you goes without a trace
Left me quietly.
With me 
