its not meant to be
It wasn’t always like this
Happened in a dream
Something came amidst
Was it your gentle kiss?
Allowing a steady stream
It wasn’t always like this
The depth of your touch, making clear I exist
And in the shadows of your scream
Something came amidst
Forsaken your stare and sharp tongue hiss
You ran, gone in a distant steam
It wasn’t always like this
And in your absence, I fear the list
of tangible lights and beam
Something came amidst
Even in the hours of our sonata
when you held my hand and kissed my cheek
I knew it wouldn’t always be like this
Something will come amidst.
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