Its late with barely any lighting
Walking alone on the streets
Watching all the faces pass me by
Sitting on the park bench
Staring at the happy couples strolling by
As my mindstarts to ponder
on thoughts of you once more
Of our happy moments
Of that lovely happiness we had
As my thoughts run down memory lane
It finally reaches hell court
when you took my heart
right in front of me
and rip it into two pieces and soon into smaller pieces
that now its too late to put them together
With my loneliness in pieces
sitting alone as my heart passes me by