My little one, my little one that left. You let me have you, you let me see again. More time, I hoped more time you stayed. But I failed, I failed and you went away.
Breakdowns come and go as easily as a swing being pushed by the wind. Vexing, gruelling, pilfering one's glee and peace. ㅤ Hard to ignore. Impossible to run away: you feel. Breathless one is, and tears stream.