MarcoKirstein

I hoped you'd be my last,
but you changed very fast.

I tried to be strong,
but I don't know what went wrong.

I tried and tried, yet I failed.
You still left and set sail.

All we had turned to dust
while my heart started to rust.

I've got nothing left to say.
It's like the words ran away.

And I'm stuck between these walls
just because I lost it all.

What am I supposed to do
when my inspiration was you?

Between these pages I'm stuck.
Now let's just wait for luck.