Fly

take my sorrows
take my anger
and take my soul
there are no uses for them, now
look at me.
the quiet girl you thought you knew
hesitant, but strong
can you remember that time, when we were both so alive?
is it a memory,
or a regret?
a release,
or a relapse?
see my soul through these faded colors

there is a light on the mirror,
that i do not see,
but hear
a light, a fire in your eyes
as you hold me close
and tell me 'i love you'
i'm beautiful, dear
and that's all that ever mattered
the puzzle collapses in on itself
and i can't see you now
your light is gone,
expect for a daunting reflection above my heart