Song too sad to sing

Don’t tarry here
This pain won’t do
This tearing at your sanity
Tears me through and through

What once lived between us
Was beautiful, delight
Was love and pure, and simple things
Was not wrong, but right

Time comes
Time does its thing
Rifts are born, as new things are
The rest is sad to sing

We shared a garden
Where flowers bloomed
Where bees came to live
Where Summer left too soon

Summer still
Leaves too soon
Though we’re apart
Yet still share the moon

We can’t hide
What our memories give
We can only carry forth
With the life we want to live

-Sterling

inspiration – Himani B

 

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