In a place we’d never been before, we were lost.

We talked and kissed away our dream, before we were lost.

 

It was beautiful only because you were there,

in a place we’d never seen, before we were lost.

 

We wandered paths in aimless bliss and,

I prayed I’d ever be more lost.

 

The dread awakening, as time slipped away,

to know you could never be more lost.

 

To hold you there was sad perfection.

For it to end could never feel more lost.

 

The days that followed were the darkest yet.

Yearning for the time before we were lost.

 

I know it now, there’s no returning

to a place where we might be…. forever lost.