Gone
How can one view life in black and white? Surpass the moments we shared during our time. Futristic beams of the eerie moonlight. Imprinting memories that's like an infectious hymn. Our eyes locked in an eternal trance. I'm lost in outerspace. Watching the million stars twinkle and dance. Everywhere I look around, I see your face. I reminiscence about our past events; they are forever etched. My conscience is urging me to move on. My heart is empty with full of barren dust; I am wretched. How can I though? When all I can remember is you being gone. The feeling of letting go. I guess I'll never know.
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