Broken Love When alone in the dark i see things move that are not there,the shadows sway like moving waves. Soft whispers long into the night while my soul of feelings try to heal the pain of flight.As my body lies here waiting the tears of red start flowing,the true heights of love have long been chased and so it goes as dark approaches the love we had is now broken. While life goes on my eyes can no longer see the blue sky of light that guides me further into despite.While all this time i have no sight as told i will move to bare the soul of evening light.My heart has torn and no more can mend for the stitches bared will also scar the pain of love will die afar.