These walls that you built did not keep me warm from the coldness of your heart,
The roof above my head that hangs a grand chandelier did not protect me from the rain of tears that I shed,
A table filled of empty chairs, golden plates, crystal glasses and silverware but no laughter in the air,
I stared at the painting as you held my hand for all the world to see like a fairy tale fantasy, only to wake in the middle of the night realizing you’re not beside me.
Everyday I would hear your distant voice telling me it was all for me the things you slave for, You wanted to gain the world for me, but I just wanted YOU cause you were my world.
Tell me where is this place that we built in our dreams, as I sit alone in the dark every waking minutes?
Didn’t we use to dance in the clouds where stars shone and angels majestically sang?
Yes things were so simple then, there was only you and me, two people deeply dedicated to each other through hope, through faith, and through love.
I did not need a house all I wanted was a home, where I can be my not so perfect self with no trace of alienation,
All we needed was a promise to make it work no matter what even if sometimes we both fell short of expectations,
I had hope to walk with you hand in hand in one direction,
Because in your heart is where my heart rest, and your absence left me heartless....your golden house darling was nothing but an abode of emptiness, a mountain full of rejection.
