A shadow hangs between us even now.
It is an impenetrable curtain of the past.
We can’t seem to get where we used to be.
Things have stayed the same, yet they’ve changed.
Ever so subtly, we’ve changed and can’t go back.
How I yearn for the way things were before.
This shadow lives in the jail of our minds.
It has imprisoned the possibility of closeness.
It gives an unreal sense of superficiality.
Things have stayed the same, yet they’ve changed.
I can’t blame either of us for the difference;
How I yearn for the way things were before.
I remember how comfortable we’d become.
Maybe it is that comfort and not the shadow
that causes my unease at this moment.
Things have stayed the same, yet they’ve changed.
The feelings we have for each other remain steady.
How I yearn for the way things were before.
A shadow hangs between us even now.
After time, we may be able to pierce her armor.
The curtain may wear thin and disintegrate.
Things have stayed the same, yet they’ve changed.
If we work together, maybe we can go back.
How I yearn for the way things were before.