Sunset
When the day grows tired, and decides to leave, The night is more than ready to help relieve, The ending was too simple, just like any other, For, each of their lives, were shortened by the other. Every day was
When the day grows tired, and decides to leave, The night is more than ready to help relieve, The ending was too simple, just like any other, For, each of their lives, were shortened by the other. Every day was
You step away, and I believe it will be forever, Forever seems alien, since I can’t even define ever, Walking back, I cannot trace even a single footstep, They just seem to wipe themselves away, step by step. I try
Many years ago, I made myself one, Though initially I told it to no one, It is one of those things that needs no telling, They seized it, like an idea that needs no selling. Only for a few decades,
To the casual observer, they seemed like a pair any other, If it wasn’t for that singularity, they wouldn’t even bother, Like all the others, they seemed immersed in their own world, With the occasional interruptions reminding them this world.
Such a shower, would normally seem out of season, But he had long since stopped searching for reason, He knew not when he lost it, cared not if it lost him, A lot more important things had already left him.