When One Heart Says Goodbye
The other tries to call to it when bodies sleep. It replays the stories, memories and pictures, it will still hold on to, and want to keep. One heart, can’t help but cry, when separated, not knowing where the other heart will now lie. It’s only way, and positive recourse, is to try to be a supportive and spiritual friend, instead of just allowing this moment of separation, to be an absolute end. Now thinking about a different kind of beginning, not just accepting separation dictated by life events, as the necessary and absolute end of every story.
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