Daily Notion 2

Hope, it was all there was, it's all we had

Lost that, now we are faced with facts

Facts that are more likely to attack

The heart-Ending the start

of a rebuilt infatuation for one another

before the idea was smothered

I tried to love like a mother

but rather than accept this, you trashed this

you turned to running

caused me to suffer

and cover the numbers of dark colors

that have made there home in my soul

I lost what's gold and was made cold