Vacant Stares

That vacant stare, I have come to know, following me everywhere I go. Trying to look so deep within, looking for something, or somehow to mend. Damage control is who I've become, sorting through garbage, left undone. Worlds apart, you are a stranger to me, back then , and now, it's hard to believe. My heart was yours, no questions asked, then you revealed a stranger, hidden under that mask. Time is moving way too slow, my heart is tugging, begging me to go. Until then, my hearts on hold, and those vacant stares from eyes so cold..