I'm understanding that no matter how many times I repeat this story. Whether the translation is dead on- Nobody and I mean nothing can ever grasp how empty this feels. & as much as they all know the connection & passion set off into the darkest of nights - it still can't be quite fully comprehended. I understand I lost, I do. But letting go of that life isn't easy. It's a flame I grew too a custom too. A world you loved too. I'm still here waiting for Friday nights. I'm touching clouds with you from rise to dawn. My heart feels so heavy and yet so free reminding gracefully as I barry your name deep within me.
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