Torrington, Ct, Usa
last night so brief, that moment still, I found a small perfection,
for years I looked, without a trace, to find in your complexion,
a little piece of happiness, your smile can only bring,
but as you lied there next to me, your eyes said not a thing.
why is it when you want something, its never yours to own,
why is it when you love someone, you always feel alone,
youíll never see me as I am, and probably just as well,
for words donít seem to hurt as much, when thereís nothing left to tell.