Goodbye, dear troubled soul.
I guess we won't meet again
for fate tore us apart
and did not ask for pardon.
I'll miss you, darling, and
I love you more each day but
our stars do not align,
we won’t ever be as one.
I’ll see you where time doesn't tick
If I ever need help
I’ll talk to the star that
you claimed in heavens sky.
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC