Miles of chains and delicate lace

Tie my heart in knots

and my hands behind my back.

I want to save you

from the burdens

you try to bear, chains you try

to wear, but my own heart

is too heavy with regret

to hold your hand tonight.

'If only's drop in my

mind like rather large

rocks in a flimsy cloth

bag, that never should have carried

stones. Broken bones cannot

stand on their own. But
I cannot save you this time.

Once I loved, and love conquers all.

Tonight there are only shadows,

whispers and shadows. Pain,

familiar friend, points to love

lost; I paid the cost,

a price too high to think

of love again. Pain,

that too familiar friend,

let's pretend we aren't

living in the shadows of what might

have been.