The inevitable twilight.
It was your movements and your touch.
The hugs where you gripped my shoulders.
The times when I was drunk... playing with your fingers.
And to have heard you say 'I love you',
To me; that'd make my head fuzzy, ears buzzy.
I don't know how I feel. You don't either.
Us, stuck in a maze of endless questions and fears and worries and excitement.
Sending us into a craze.
But I'm left with one feeling, a wish, to fall into oblivion.
So I don't have to say goodbye, I cry.
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Silver Tears
PoetryDid it hurt when you fell from heaven? Maybe. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED (A beautiful cover by @sophsimm )
