I used to walk alone,
but that was long time ago.
Look at me now, standing here so proud,
my shadow kissing your walls.
I have come to you, so you could see.
I shall wash your blind eyes.
In this empty room of dying faces the distance shatters.
The distance shatters.
So beautiful you are, yet so cold.
As we dance softly, I feel that someone is close.
How I hate myself at these moments.
How I hate to touch you with my hands so cold and lifeless.
Hold me now,
I feel I am fading.
Look at me now,
I am changing.
I wish I had not seen what was placed at the altar.
She was smiling at me, as if she didn't knew that she was gone.
Already gone.
You were waiting for me in the wedding dress,
by the grave of your parents.
There was this brief moment, a second of silence
that we didn't speak.
We didn't speak.