They sit quietly
In complete vacuum
Of everything that is not
She is far away
Her mind wanders
Though her fingers never leave his
Lingering
Never a word
Nothing to hold on to
Nothing to believe in
Nothing but endlessness
He is desolate
He cries out
With only his mind
For something less
They sit quietly
In all its glory
The colours
They sit quietly
Whispering:
In complete vacuum
Of everything that is not
She is far away
Her mind wanders
Though her fingers never leave his
Lingering
Never a word
Nothing to hold on to
Nothing to believe in
Nothing but endlessness
He is desolate
He cries out
With only his mind
For something less
They sit quietly
In all its glory
The colours
They sit quietly
Whispering:
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ReplyDeletei hope it all works out, babe.
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already is :)
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