the passenger
wishing and hoping.
living in past memories,
empty all alone.
living with the hope of a future.
watching like a spectator, of the life i lost.
butterflies swarmed my heart every time our paths crossed.
from feeling like a dream to becoming my dreams.
waking up and your gone,
all thats left is the echos of our song.
cold finger tips,
sharing our love with our lips.
A lonely passenger trying to navigate life while still yearning for his lost treasure.
i cant have you and now you belong to another.
i wonder if your eyes enchant him like they done me.
Copyright © Robert Moran | Year Posted 2025
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