Is this everything?

Or is this something more, after all that we've been through?

Are all my hopes and dreams,

Nothing more than lies?

Looking toward the sunrise, I see your face there, smiling.

I wish that I could hold you in my arms again,

Because, since you left, I've been forever dieing.

Sometimes, I hate you, for not being here anymore,

And sometimes I hate myself, for not being with you.

I am lost without, but I need your smile to guide me,

Your lips to breathe life into me, but you are gone.

Forever gone from me, my dear, but I still need your smile,

And so, in my fear, I will look ever to the sunrise.