At the edge of the world they stand
and at the edge of the world they fall
With very thing love, lost, happiness and
Remmberance, memory
At the dawn of night she's awake
And he's asleep
She up by the window watching the
world with the cold night air
washing over her she inhales and
exhales, the world
asleep yet souls still awake
Walking, passing and some ghost
invisible smiling looking rembering
Maybe now forgotten
And this feeling swallow us without caution
Attached to quick fell to late
Fall too quick
Loved to hard
Didn't love enough
Not enough
Giving too much
Giving to little
Falling back realizing that you messed
up but it was beautiful while it was
Til it was not because it was one sided
Not whole
Not all
Not everything
It was some
Or parts
That could only be given
You were beautiful
It was beautiful a overlook.
-ashespoetry
