When it fades, its like a candle that ceases
to exist and so the flame was never lit..
You cherished a moment that was as
threadbare as the good reflections of us.
I look into your being and I see through
you as my heart now sees nothing within.
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 5:10 PM UTC
When it fades, its like a candle that ceases
to exist and so the flame was never lit..
You cherished a moment that was as
threadbare as the good reflections of us.
I look into your being and I see through
you as my heart now sees nothing within.
