Never Ending
It's not the same
and never will be again...
those days when love was new
that I never thought would end,
my head in the clouds
Springtime was no longer a season,
but a warm feeling inside
regardless of the time of year
I never thought would end
till winter came
While I travel my thoughts do as well,
back to that time when nothing
else mattered and every happiness
that I thought would never end
engulfed me in bliss
And as I stare at the night sky
hoping for anything, a word, a smile
all I find is darkness staring back
reminding me that this emptiness I now feel
will never end...
God I miss her
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017
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