I once met a boy
That had lost a lover
And he said to me:
"My significant other
Used to smile like the stars in night-sky.
She was the fairest,
She was my dearest,
And she was my whole world,
But she's dead now, she's dead
And I'm now alone.
But even if I'm alone,
I have friends,
I have family,
And they keep me grounded,
When I feel like floating away.
Floating away on the breeze,
Like the bees,
In the summer sky.
Floating away in the wind
Like a kite,
That wasn't held tight.
And though I felt like floating,
Now I feel like flowing,
Or soaring.
It depends on the day,
And I'm still not okay."
I think about him every day.
2022
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