• I waited, for what seemed like ages
    for you to see me
    The fog, hase, that had blinded you
    was not dwindling, and I cried
    You had last seen, last had true sight of love
    when I left
    when you left
    me.
    Now, I don't see the wanting,
    and I waited, for you to love again
    Desperation
    the fearsome need for you
    taking over my soul, leaving me blinded
    not by the fog, the fog that over taken you
    but by the silent wanting
    that you no longer had
    I waited
    waited
    I succumbed to the stress, preasure,
    I needed to know how you felt
    but you could not see, could not see my dwindling hope,
    any more
    I was about to surrender
    give in to the blindness
    so as a last attempt
    I asked you
    and for the escaping moment, you could see
    And I could see that you did not love me
    I was right
    But then, I did not fall into the pit, did not go blind
    I lifted myself, saw a light shining in the distance
    My vision cleared, I watched you leave
    for the last time
    Ectasy
    It flowed through me, giving me energy
    I had never felt so happy in my life
    to have escaped, escaped the preasure the want had used to control me
    it was gone
    you were gone
    our love was gone
    and I was glad.