Helplessly Hoping

Helplessely hoping her harlequin hovers nearby
Awaiting a word
Gasping at glimpses of true spirit
He runs, wishing he could fly
Only to trip at the sound of goodbye
Wordlessly watching, he waits by the window
And wonders at the empty place inside
Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams
He worries, did he hear a goodbye?
Or even hello?

They are one person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are four for each other

Stand by the stairways, you'll see something
Certain to tell you confusion has its cost
Love isn't lying, its loose in a lady
Who lingers, saying she is lost
And chocking on hello