Unrequited

My mind of yesteryear was a busy street,
but nothing more than an empty parking lot currently.
The lights are off but the circuits still there,
like an inmate in his cell waiting for a breath of fresh air.
This cigarette smoke poisons my lungs,
but f*ck it, I'll die anyways, so why not young?
Too many thoughts of death and decay;
rotted leaves lying like sailors in their watery graves.

I thought I saw a light turning on
Oh, I guess that I was wrong, it was just the break of dawn
and the sparrows sing their hopeful songs,
all together now but each out of tune
voices- circle and square, a hazy reflection of what was me and you
Two equal opposites, like hope and despair,
both antonyms but yet a perfect pair.

People like to think "it's a brand new day"
but no, its clockwork, it woulda came anyway.
They also say "when it rains, it pours",
well I say "when it pains, it roars"
and my heart...it flutters, it jumps and soars
each and every time I see your face appear in doors- in my dreams.
Cuz the radio went silent a long time ago,
decided I wasn't worth it or had no love to show.

Love lost?
More like love unrequited.
'cept I know you feel the same, but still you hide it.