Feeling the passage of remaining souls,
That pass onto a new flash of darkness,
Trembling with the happiness,
That comes and goes within a blink,
Renewing your account of life,
Styling the right of beauty,
Within ...
Your fingers are tangled
In my heartstrings.
You pull me like a marionette.
These strings of enchantment
seem so intangible,
yet as you pull away,
I feel you hopelessly stuck in me.
Your strings start to look ...
You
You were there all my life
Even if you weren’t physically there
Your voice was in the back of my head
For years
Even though you’re gone
Your voice is still there.
You
You were there my whole...
