The days are long
Yet nights seem to go fast
Like a blink of an eye
Spending hours wishing when life will start
Then the moon rises and is soon gone
Having to start again.
Pushing in thoughts yearning for things to change
Never ending cycle of hate, love and wanting
Wondering how its gonna break
Holding on to the things that mean nothing
And letting go the things that do matter
3 comments:
day-um.
you're good!
thanks love!!
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