does this enter eternity? It will outlive every smile, every tear. It’s hard to capture the emotion, so distant from words. A picture, too specific, couldn’t be taken to be realistic still. Are those memories meant to remind me silently of any cold morning, meeting at the river, jumping from so far high, until I kissed her under burning sky. Could any words create this poetry, anyinstruments play this melody? only those two people will have this memory. Although every heartbeat towed the breath deeper into our lungs, we didn’t collapse. this distant star we saw wasn’t meant to die. On it’s last day the orchestra refused to play its surrendered song. I could not longer wait for the supernova, this look into your eyes, until the sun exploded aand our bodies were defeated by our mins. Because we know there will be more time we lay heads on shoulders, waste moments staring into those eyes, lose kisses on the lips in the great eclipse.
Not thinking.
Still breathing.
Still feeling.
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