Darkness, pain, distrust, and sorrow are the petals of today.They are the scent of tomorrow. Cold, hunger, doubt, and sorrow are the petals of today. They are the scent of tomorrow. Damp, diseased, dishonesty, and sorrow are the petals of today.They are the scent of tomorrow. If I continued the format would I get anywhere? If the format was broken would you care? If the format was all perfect would I be there? Cut off but I am still lingering. Ghost in a shell but you still are hearing me. Reaching out but you are not feeling me. I know you. I know my words are echoing off a wall. I know our love has been over for quite a while. You have found a new source of love and I am glad for you. I have found enlightenment from the pain that followed you. Just know I will never hate you.