Saturday, December 25, 2010


To all of whom I've never met,
our missed acquaintance, I regret
it does not mean that I'll forget

to wear a suit of white and red
a single drop of blood I bled
white now mixed in red instead

undo my apathetic tone
i blame my stubborn silent phone
the absence makes me feel alone

if only I had clearly shown
explain the facts to you unknown
it would've happened on it's own

we could have had surprising sparks
situation now runs dark
i am absent, i am no part

the words I wrote reside above
do not speak of death or love
just what I am dreaming of

nothing's over nothing's set
in stone you know I won't forget
the path I chose I do regret
to all of whom I've never met