The euphoric age has now died,
Memories burn where they once shone.
Left forgotten in a dying day.
Love, inscribed deep in the wood,
Romantic words streamed like blood.
Trying to stare through the mists of the future,
Erase the bliss that once was the past.
Promises passed your lips with ease,
My heart lost in the mire,
Paint this face a shade of misery.