Love isnt simple, it is light and dark
The moon and the sun,
A taste of darkness, a lighting spark,
A fight never meant to be won.

A lovely heart, just stopped beating
tiny lungs moved by machines
life on a thread, so close to leaving
Slowly waking up from dreams

Shallow waters I wander,
Staring at a sparkling moon.
With every step I wonder,
Why did you leave me so soon?

A heavy silence, not meant to be broken,
the memories creepy along
So much words left unspoken,
A past that feels so wrong

A lonely thought, so much more
Time lost but never gone
Dreams i simply adore
Dissapear by dawn

A glance, a sparkling in your greenblue eyes
You tell me you love me with soft delight
A friendship, made at birth, you life tangled with mine
I love you, my favorite twin sister of all time

I called the silence and silence answered,
The wind gently lifted my hair
The moon, cold and white, looked unbothered,
As if it too, had forgotten to care

A heavy thought,
A burden never lost.
The silence fought,
But at what Cost?

A peaceful dream,
Brutally invaded
too lost to see
That my own light had faded

What if i was better?
What if i wasn't depressed?
What if our friendship was real?
What if you hadn't confessed?

Confessed that i wasn't enough,
Confessed that i wasn't your friend.
What if you didn't want to fix me?
What if our friendship wasn't pretend?

What if you really fixed me?
What if your intentions we're real?
Why did you break me apart,
If you just wanted me to heal.

Just for a moment, a thought appears
A memory of us, through laughter and tears
A pain fills my head, the silence feels cold
I whisper your name, but there's no hand to hold

Crying
You're sick
Lost and hurting
Can i blame you?
Fighting with mom
Your fault?
divorce?

A little girl, brightly smiling
To the man she calls her dad.
But she has to leave, starts crying
He is sick, her mother said

She didn't understand,
What was wrong with him?
An answer she demand
But her mothers answers slim

A sickness in his head,
Not somtething to be fixed
"He was never there", she said
13, and still no answers clicked

The past, the present, hit at once,
A father but never quite a dad
All she wanted was the truth
Did that make her bad?

Now seventeen, she partly understands,
He truly loves her, she knows,
She grabbed her fathers hands,
And share the pain he shows

He hasn't been perfect,
But there were troubles in his mind
Sometimes lost in shadows
Searching for peace he couldn't find