Out of sight, by Slightest Sound Subscribe to rss feed for Slightest Sound
Posted: 2012-10-21 15:44:09 UTC
Sometimes i stare late at night,
i stare at the moon shining bright,
feeling the wind whistling softly to me,
i'm not alone but i feel so lonely.

I feel you staring at me from above,
i can feel your presence, my dearest love,
even though you're so far away,
it's like you never really went away.

You were the light in my bitter life,
you were my river flowing wild,
you managed to vanish without the fight,
after i blinked you flew out of sight.

Leah.


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