Her
She is gone. She's not here, anymore. And now, I see all the love letters I wrote for her, but never tried to give her. Why? Why didn't I? Now, she would never have a chance to read them. Never at all. T'is the last letter for her. My final ballad for Her...
Wait ‘til time sparks,
Its emery crackles and embers,
And grab on to your dreamscapes
As the night will take you away
Be it somewhere out there.
Ride past’s days,
Say farewell to present’s hour
And greet future’s fading caress.
Yes, time flows
In a river of tears,
In the flicker of candlelight,
In the arms of flowers,
In the words of your beloved,
Seconds are drowning, my love.
For I know you are ready to leave,
We are not prepared
For your goodbye
But He calls you.
Every day,
You are where you should be,
He eyes you carefully,
And now, He calls you.
Hear him say your name.
Sleep soundly on His careful arms.
He lulls you to deep slumber,
The song, same to your
Sweet symphony
Of what fate had given you.
My dear,
Sleep soundly,
Hush...
Blow the candles out,
I know we’ll be alright
I know we’ll never be alone
I know you will see the light.
Wait ‘til time sparks again.
- To my love, sleep soundly. Farewell...
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