His Face

His face haunts my dreams
His beautiful, beautiful face
I thought it would not be something to waste
That we would move at our own pace

You made me finally see
That maybe no one could really love me
But rethinking everything that we
Were is killing me and to ponder what we would be

I can only wonder and dream
Because you are not what you seem
So we'll end in whatever way you deem
And you still ripped my heart at the seams

Following your footsteps
Losing my mind and whatever in it was kept
My gaze zoning in and out
Like a zombie wondering about

I think it's time to let you go
And, please, don't be a wandering foe
But it might take some time for my heart to readjust
To your face that made my poor heart bust