Like a shooting star we fell and lost our spark
If there ever really was a spark
Or did is just seem that way by how we combusted in the dark?
My soul aches with loneliness and in nights where the sky is the darkest with the stars shining bright
I look up into the sky and cry as I think of you
These tears spill for you
Nostalgia mixed with depressed angst as I remember you
How you're so familiar yet so foreign to me at the same time
As if I never really knew who you were
