And sitting next to you, not reaching out for you, your e...

And sitting next to you, not reaching out for you, your eyes saying yes, your heartbeat ringing in my ears, I thought I had finally come home. And you knew you had the last bit of my soul. 


But the Moon never stays. And I will keep howling until I can reach it. 


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Published on February 14, 2016 09:39
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