When the venturous soul takes a moments rest
It's eyes look into the eyes and it all becomes a feeling of sentimental
The adventurer truly learns life is all consequential
A deepened endless dark sky, and rain drops each tuned to soothe against the glass
Pain subsided and melancholy bliss to keep company
Each passing light of the journey showing the it's reflection in the window
A reminding bookmark of each happiest moment spent together
May each calming sound
May each passing thought
Do not forget me
I am not an it to the world
I am me
Alone and searching to atone for pushing a partner in the crime of life away~
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