The night is still I can almost see the day.
I feel the sun wanting to come shine on my heart again, but it’s too far away.
I’m afraid that it will not return to my life.
Maybe I’m not listen hard enough or is he here now and I just can’t feel his light?
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC
The night is still I can almost see the day.
I feel the sun wanting to come shine on my heart again, but it’s too far away.
I’m afraid that it will not return to my life.
Maybe I’m not listen hard enough or is he here now and I just can’t feel his light?
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