Like a gladiator hunts his enemies with swords
I wish I could hound my pains with my words
And dispel my emotions into a chasm
So my mind is freed of these burning flames
Each time I see you exist only in frames.
Every 01.15 that comes makes the impossibility grow
And feeds my mind with sorrows than no one knows
Only you and I know and can tell our stories
That have now become past, but beautiful memories.
You've been gone far away and for so long
I’ve tried to keep my heart still and myself strong
But the void you created seems unendingly unfilled
With vasty of your bequests yet unfulfilled
I can’t help it, but live off the good times we shared.