I know not what he is
I know what I want
A smile, an embrace, a place in his heart
A recognizable journey
One that we'd take
Hand in hand, all our emotion at stake

But one simple move and the path is lost
Again my head spins with an unbearable cost
Dreams of his face and nights laid winkless
I hear again a voice that once made weakest

Yet where does my character go?
It has been built too fast
A collage of experiences, present and past
Blurred with sentiment too hard to control
Once my broken soul heals, where does my character go?