She was there to watch me cry
She was there to watch me fly
Through the dark and the light
All day and all night
I never thought that things would change
That somehow things would rearrange
It all happened like a shock to the heart
The fact I wasn't there was the painful part
She had to face it all alone
Everyone's hearts forming into stone
Our bubble of light has faded away
And now the skies are left to gray
YOU ARE READING
a penny for your thoughts
PoetryMany have asked if I can see in my dreams However this question is not what it seems dreams are as limited as you allow them to be For it isn't vision but capability
