Afterwards

I wake up, missing
your long gone face.

I wake up, to find
everything out of place.

I speed up, so I can
leave it all behind.

I speed up, to
escape my haunted mind.

Although...


Time has never
really been on my side.

Time has always
seemed to keep me fixed tied.

Somehow, everything
seems bad; everything we do.

Somehow, I could
never regret meeting you.