Unfinished – T.O.W.
So we met once again after absence
Against better judgment we know
Never wanting to face the truth
It is as always – you have to go.
There is silence between us again
With too much yet unspoken
The head thinks it knows
That love cannot be broken.
Was this really all?
Can love just be diminished?
Only one thing is so clear
Our story feels still unfinished.