by Alyssa Anne Vitry
Standing still while I think about the days;
All the times I tried, and all the effort I gave.
One tear every night was all I ever cried,
But every tear was a lie that you had told me.
And all I ever wanted was just some true happiness.
Maybe a little love might have done the best for me.
Time only ticks slower as the days go by,
Months only get colder as the beauty dies.
One more tear for the fountain...