Dawn til dusk, the winds blew. This day started cold, empty but for the new spring birds chirps, meaningless. The air nipped at my skin, testing me; a greeting. Only when the sun came up did I feel the warmth of your welcome, full of the energy, like that deep inside a tennis ball flying across the court.
Mid-morning rang with the power of your strength growing in me, taking over. We as one. Only when noon came, was I hit with it's full force, true meaning and the suns final blast of light. Shadows changed their course, and i felt you slipping furthur with them. Cold and warm, dark clouds and short periods of full sight.
You said you loved me, then you left me in this darkness...
Your Time
On Me
You're Al-
-ready
The Voice Inside My Head
...I Miss You
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