Time has passed since her body gave up the fight. I still visit her grave and yearn for her sight.
I remember her whisper, soon my soul will take flight.
Among all the stars that burn the brightest of white.
So I stand on my rooftop each and every night. Searching for her essence among the twinkling lights.
Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
Time has passed since her body gave up the fight. I still visit her grave and yearn for her sight.
I remember her whisper, soon my soul will take flight.
Among all the stars that burn the brightest of white.
So I stand on my rooftop each and every night. Searching for her essence among the twinkling lights.