Jun 2018
Oh soul! You see, I’ve set you free,
Shall you fly far away?
Or die remembering me?
Remained thee in my heart,
Winter sky falls apart,
Yet midnight to dawn,
Memories dusted throughout desert.
Shall you fly far away?
Or die remembering me?
Remained thee in my heart,
Winter sky falls apart,
Yet midnight to dawn,
Memories dusted throughout desert.
Often we have to let go of certain people we want to hold so close to us, to our hearts. But we have to let them go even so. It's their choice if they ever remember us or not. And it's our choice to remember them through the dusty memories they've left behind...
