Reach me...

My heart gave all it had to lose.
Eagerly I waited to fill the emptiness.
Everything was all silent.

I realize how being alone makes one question everything.
Take a step back and reevaluate the situation.
Only the echo will answer you.
Still, the echo will answer me.
I hope you're in a better spot than I am.

Somewhere you aren't reminded of me.
And treated the way you're meant to be.
I'm sorry about everything.
You shouldn't worry anymore.
I've fallen out of touch with us.
The gold we chased was meant for fools.
You deserved much more than this.
I hope you're in a better spot than I am.

With my death and final breath.
Did I wait only to regret it?
Moments became so precious.

The trivial forked path makes the biggest impact.
In a maze where dead-ends are possible.
How much is lost turning back?
Is it the same as before?
I hope you're in a better spot than I am.

I left no trace to follow.
You guessed where I'd end up.
And made attempts to reach me.
Risking it all for me.
Deserving this is debatable.
Our love is withered, not dead.
A spark to ignite and reawake a love we both said would last...