Love to be loved

Sitting alone in the dark.

Its like the trees at night, with its broken pieces of bark.

Its almost like getting your heart ripped out fro underneath you.

Yet, you have nothing left inside to put on a rough show.

Fire and water are worst enemies.

Which isn't a good mix.

It can't be right and isn't a great fix.

 Oh, how you would wish what could have been.

I mean were all filled with wicked sin.

We can't change the past.

It seems everything was like a road that went to fast.

The way we had that look for each-other.

Loved to beloved.