What's Left

Today I saw another you
Smilling through different angles
Excudes the tranquility in deeper hue
The longing soul alters hatred, which flown by the angels

Who you once were
And how you are now
You, hidden by the cloack of time which spur
And I, static in the mind of flaw, lost or somehow

Bolt of past remained in our skies
Yet, time is not the cause to be blamed
We halted to care, though in guise
You felt nothing to be ashamed

As never happened,
What's left on us, has nothing to be reckoned