Drifting apart
The silence that we share is so foreign to me
The silence that we share screams in my ear
Bleeding my tears whilst I wipe them away
The ropes that we stand on are tearing right under our feet.
Will we hold hands and jump?
Soaring into another reality?
Where our laughter lingers
Memories blossom
Tears of joy streaming down
Sparkling our cheeks
Or will we go our seperate ways
Clinging on to the rope like abandoned children
Hoping with no hope
Dying with the intensity
I want the former. Just the former
Otherwise we’ve both killed ourselves without even a blink of recognition
(2015)
When a rift is created between you and someone you love
