There she lies, my sleeping beauty. Forever since she’s seen the stars. So long has she been trapped, not anymore, now she can finally rest. I Couldn’t save her in the end, believe me I’ve tried. I fought for her, I gave it all I had, but in the end. It didn’t matter. Her faith was dead-locked. And now I look back, and think if I knew what I know now. Would I fight it, or accepted it. The answer is simple really, I’d still fight it, I will always fight it. I owe her that. As her final breath fades away, I whisper in her ears: You’re not falling love, you’re Flying. The light dies out, she is at peace, she can rest. I can’t, that’s my faith.
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