in great anguish, he held his hands out to her
eyes struggling to form her image,
as their distance kept growing apart.
but no matter how strong his grip on faith is,
with all his best, he really tried,
but now he was tired.
in which clarke desperately
tries to reach out
before his breathe runs out.
clarke's point of view.
preferable if you read brionne before this.
[ published: 01/02/19
finished: --/--/-- ]
BINABASA MO ANG
clarke.
Poetryin which clarke desperately tries to reach out before his breath runs out.
