Alone

in this drunken fog we danced
i looked at you and i saw what it could be...
my liquid induced jilted reality made it all so intense
i wanted to take you in my arms and tell you

but then i felt alone...strangely i wanted to run away
and my eyes began to burn...
and i could feel the hot tears on my cheeks
my feet felt so heavy and my arms tied down
get out

and when i opened my eyes
you were there
and i reached for you...to be consoled
but you said
just
leave
me
alone

and then it was gone...
and slowly i've realized, it was probably never there anyway
if you can't say it
if i can't say it
we can't hear it
and it needs to be over

otherwise...what's the point?