That feeling again,
Surging through through your chest,
It makes breathing hard,
That feeling again,
You hold onto it as strong as you can,
It makes dreaming easier,
Is that a smile?
You are not alone again,
You are not alone
She loves it when you laugh,
Reality ebbs and flows,
The bleak waves make you shudder,
And you watch as your castle,
Made of dreams,
Slowly sinks to the depths
That feeling again,
You hold the sink and cry,
It's too late
It was always too late
If Older
A mate dies, if young a lost love, for all of us a tale of loss - felt all and each and every line.
~S~
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