Every time in-between
I think of her
It took me a week to look her in the eye
A month to talk to her
And then a second to fall in love
And yet it is cursed to die
As all before it have died
Slowly slipping away
But not quite death
No death is to good
It is to be chained to the one it yearns for
Never to be let alone
Tortured day by day
Until it finally
Brutally passes away
And a new one is born
With a foolish hope that will soon die as well
And yet the sun will still shine
Over my broken heart
Why must the sun rise and the waves never cease?
When I am in so much pain, how can the world not stop for me?
Is it so much to ask?
To stop its ever turning to give me one second of peace?
Everyone will move on
While I linger
They will say forget
And I will
And it will happen all over again
Hope and Pain
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