Trembling at the knees
She takes a step forward
Closer to the unknown
He is the first snowfall the night before Christmas
The full moon behind an orange atmosphere
The shooting star, gone in an instant
Her heart is a broken one
it has seen pain
it has seen abandonment
Does she take this step forward,
or shy back from fear of what if?
Still she does not know
Slowly she will move,
shield over her heart
Praying for a love she has never known.
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 5:05 PM UTC
Trembling at the knees
She takes a step forward
Closer to the unknown
He is the first snowfall the night before Christmas
The full moon behind an orange atmosphere
The shooting star, gone in an instant
Her heart is a broken one
it has seen pain
it has seen abandonment
Does she take this step forward,
or shy back from fear of what if?
Still she does not know
Slowly she will move,
shield over her heart
Praying for a love she has never known.
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