A Lonely Road

[Brownlie]

A lonely road in front of me,
A lonely road behind,
These scars of love are my identity,
But still she's on my mind,

A lonely road is travelled alone,
Is what is always said,
This lonely road will be my home,
But still she's in my head,

A lonely sky spreads out above,
The rain: it's way to cry,
I cannot stand what they call love,
Why won't this feeling die?

I know sometimes that love won't fail,
What's happened is in the past,
But to me, love is just a fairy tale,
And forevers never last.

Describe your heart break in imagery. How would you use tactile sensations to convey what your going through.