The silhouette of you so prominent despite resting amidst the fog that covers.

Yet like kryptonite,you make me weak,but stirs the every emotion in my heart.

My desire burns,heart aching,and feet weary,i keep trying to reach for you,yet a game

of eluding me you seem to be playing.One day,just one day i'll finally be able to grasp you,and i'll

finally know,who you are..




I thought that perhaps you might have been what they call the one.

I thought that maybe,just maybe..you were sent from up above.

But all right now,a tear streaks across your once perfect image.

I guess I thought wrong..