This I would never know
You are the air that I breathe
My every reason to believe
The rain won’t stop falling
Forever are the stormy seas
The birds will stop singing
With my heart slowly dying
There are no more moonlit walks
The sweet nights are over
No more goodnight kisses
Like a wish on a four-leaf clover
It will never be the same
Now that you’re gone
Hear me call out your name
Here is my heart to blame
December 12, 2005
1:30am
~image from http://www.flickr.com/photos/cursedthing/486398176/
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