I hold you in my palm
The star tells all
How grateful I would have been if you were here
Here to share my memories, and my misfortune.
As another one leaves
A beautiful tree disappears into the atmosphere
And I'm left to hold your presence,
Like a balloon, floating forever.
Sympathizing with the safety
Resonating from the bones of the weak
Dreading the events
Everyone feels a hole
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 2:53 AM UTC
I hold you in my palm
The star tells all
How grateful I would have been if you were here
Here to share my memories, and my misfortune.
As another one leaves
A beautiful tree disappears into the atmosphere
And I'm left to hold your presence,
Like a balloon, floating forever.
Sympathizing with the safety
Resonating from the bones of the weak
Dreading the events
Everyone feels a hole
