You’re like the heroin; I can’t find the methadone for
You’re like knowing I’m full but still wanting more
I can’t fill this emptiness, no matter how I try
I’m still catching the infinite tears that won’t dry

If you were the rain, I’d stand outside getting soaked
If you were the snow, I’d stand outside uncloaked
Not knowing it’s worth the price I’ll pay
I’m willing to pay it anyway

It hurts to know this love is unreturned
That I will forever remain fireless but burned
To forever question things you’ve said
And wonder how or why I’ve been mislead

Was it real? Was everything you said true?
Was it ever close to real for you?
While I wait to feel a heart unbroken
Dying to hear those words unspoken

I guess I’m just destine to feel this ache
It seems my life’s fate ending in heartbreak
I guess I’m just broken by default
A rare part missing that can’t be bought

Am I forever and endlessly doomed to roam?
The eternal search for your unattainable clone
Is it really possible to die from a broken heart?
I may find out now that you wish us apart

I really don’t know if I can do this again
I’m really not sure if I’ll break or bend
Will this sorrow find a way to eat me alive?
Can a starving soul really survive?

You could not know this unimagined pain
That on my heart there remains a stain
Abandon by angels, no guardian’s grip
Barely together and feeling the rip


~C.K. Gage

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