The Silvery Sun

Miles apart, we sit and stare blindly at everything around seeing you in everything I see heartless; yet with love abound. I know that you feel the same as me like being intervened during a suspense story reminiscing about our sweet past living no more, living only in memories. The night's candles are extinguished and the sun shines no more a pale reflex of Cynthia's brow casting an evil shadow on my door I can't seem to get out oh! Sweet love help me open the door and step outside to see the sun shining brightly as ever before I look at the sun, you look at the sun it'll never change, it will always remain I look at the sun, and see you looking at it we see each other through the golden silvery sun eternally together in our reflected manifestations.