Oh, hey,

I saw you yesterday.

We bumped into each other

and I ran off again.

The look in your eyes

didn't hide much of your surprise.

Without you,

did you think I was doing well?

Mistakes unreversible,

made in the middle of the night;

our final tragic break-up

being watched only by the Moon.

Days and nights spent crying,

curled up on an empty bed,

in sheets white as snow wrapped,

I broke down time and time again.

Without you, I'm lost.

Wandering through both

harsh reality and crazy dreams.

I'm slowly fading away.

Missing your light

while drowning in darkness,

waiting for you to come rescue me

from my unescapable misery.

But you're far away

in a different story.

You left our untold tale,

right in the middle;

you left me all alone

without any kind of ending.

Happy now with another,

I can only watch from afar.

If you can't see me anymore,

then no one shall again as well.

What's the point of being here?

Already dead on the inside,

only my body is still alive.

My slowly beating heart stops.

Stops, stops, stops...

Without you to repair it,

that's the only thing it can do.

And so it again and again

shatters and stops.

Dead beat, jealousy, hatred,

loneliness and despair.

I go no longer ahead,

instead I fall behind and...

I stop.