2how someone with so much to give
can decide to spend it all
on a face;
nothing more.
than a few lyrics or lines
and it's gone.
to the boy who will never know.
it's so funny
how one can spend
everything
and receive.
nothing.
left empty
like a washed up
shell
lying on a lonely shore...
and the waves wash
like the days passing by
eroding the earth away
slowly, though
bits and pieces until one day
you just realize
how much you've lost
yet nothing moves
until
he says it does...