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Yesterday, I saw you walking back to me
To only find myself glaring in a reflection of a deep well
Black, as a missed night sky we used to share.
Searching, in it dark secrets for an escape.
For those silent droplets of letters ...
Aching, for them to crawl back through the maze of memories
I shivered
my eyes closed so tightly it burned for release
Scared, to open them and not to find you there
Afraid to admit a reality
Not willing to accept it
The bitterness of absence
All what's left of you are stains.
On my heart, in my soul...
with the tears that were left outside between the clouds to dry
Perhaps it all were illusions…
Born so tired, Hanging onto you to find my rest
My sanctuary of Freedom
Were you there with the birds coming towards me?
Or is again that shadow of you...
Playing tricks on my mind ?
Realism?
Or deception of restless wits?
How Will I Ever Know Adoration Of That Kind...
To only find myself glaring in a reflection of a deep well
Black, as a missed night sky we used to share.
Searching, in it dark secrets for an escape.
For those silent droplets of letters ...
Aching, for them to crawl back through the maze of memories
I shivered
my eyes closed so tightly it burned for release
Scared, to open them and not to find you there
Afraid to admit a reality
Not willing to accept it
The bitterness of absence
All what's left of you are stains.
On my heart, in my soul...
with the tears that were left outside between the clouds to dry
Perhaps it all were illusions…
Born so tired, Hanging onto you to find my rest
My sanctuary of Freedom
Were you there with the birds coming towards me?
Or is again that shadow of you...
Playing tricks on my mind ?
Realism?
Or deception of restless wits?
How Will I Ever Know Adoration Of That Kind...
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There's no ache like the one of a departure.. Especially the one of the BELOVED.
And there's no bitter reality than the one that hits you when you open your dreamy eyes onto one day... Only to know that the dreams and illusions are long gone...
And there's no hurt like the one left of a forgotten love. and the taste of washed up tears that still lingers on your face.
I wish none these feelings.. As I fear from them slightly.. Wishing this love I share with MY ONE to be cherished everlastingly... Till the end of time.
And there's no bitter reality than the one that hits you when you open your dreamy eyes onto one day... Only to know that the dreams and illusions are long gone...
And there's no hurt like the one left of a forgotten love. and the taste of washed up tears that still lingers on your face.
I wish none these feelings.. As I fear from them slightly.. Wishing this love I share with MY ONE to be cherished everlastingly... Till the end of time.
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