You held my hand tight,
tears drowned your eyes and mine, contentment’s out of the sight, was it meant to be a sign? It wasn’t a goodbye, though you’d be millions miles away, I asked why I couldn’t just smile. I look into the sky, cloudless and stars twinkling, to me the loneliness is haunting, tears in my eyes I cry. I hate to cry but can’t help weeping, I thought, to me you left was just nothing. More great stuff to read: Why Feeling Disheartened Is Not A Bad Thing Sometimes Why We Don't Feel Our City the Way We Feel For Other Cities |
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