Between the lines (she lost you)

Dreaming.
Where are you now?
(now when she needs you)
Self reflecting.
Her head swims in memories
But her heart it drowns in loneliness..
Imagining.
What it used to be like to be loved..
Like the torn and faded pages
She’s simply thrown to the floor..

Lighting up a cigarette..
..only to watch it burn…
Waiting.
She’s always waiting..
Though she’s never quite sure
What it is she’s waiting for..


…De ja vue …
(she’s been here so many times before)


Trying to find the love she lost..
Trying to find you.
She lost you somewhere..
She’s just not sure where..
Reading.
So hard in-between the lines
She finally lost herself..
And If I cant find her..
..Nobody can...