Heartache.

[ZenitYerkes]

Homesick for a dream.
With the feet stuck on the ground
yet the head flying high.

Brokenhearted,
lonely in the road of
a thousand miles.

Weeping eyes,
pointing up to the sky.
A ray of hope.

Absent present...

The only question I ask
is an answerless why.

I am weak,
and you are fleeting;
but together we're strong,
brave enough to change the world.

But when you fade away,
what remains?