B/W pictures.

country side blurs past as rain trickles by

lost in thoughts about a world that is dead
feeling has gone from my limbs with
realizations of my past and future

its been so long that being broken is normal
feeling is surreal, like color
when all I've had is black and white pictures.

I am a women who has loved a boy,
left crying tears but so lost that I cannot move on
I always thought we'd end up together
old and bent, smiling in our hearts content
 but the tear that rolls down my cheek is filling
an ocean of dispear and anguish unchecked
by reality.

I am just a girl who's never loved a man
just feel into a broken cycle of tears
an almost lover
a unknown soulmate
broken dreams.

its been so long that being broken is normal
feeling is surreal, like color
when all I've had is black and white pictures.