What time could heal such suddle wounds?
Regrets paving the path ahead
Faith and fate in sudden tune,
hope...
with a lingering sense of dread.
Healing hearts, and their soothing beat.
Fall to pieces,
in the silence between,
the breath of a whisper,
and a song she sings.
Souls that thirst for a missing half,
find fallow minds,
and pray for the time to find,
all that they left behind