Time’s a bird
Sailing ever so swiftly
On a sea of wind
Rushing the excruciating moments
Letting the blissful moments linger
Allowing us to repose with just enough time
To remember the joyous moments forever.
Time’s a bird
Sailing ever so swiftly
On a sea of wind
Rushing the excruciating moments
Letting the blissful moments linger
Allowing us to repose with just enough time
To remember the joyous moments forever.
Our story always ends the same
No matter how many pages I turn
In the end
I’m the friend in need
And you’re the main character, always having to help me
I try to rip the pages out
I Miss The Old You
When we first met
I had no idea
You would become so important to me
But I’m starting to wish
We never met
Now I’m forced to remember you
there’s this gaping hole
in my heart
yet they never noticed i was
Comments
I love the metaphor.
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