A walk among the young, the hallways seem to flicker signs of the future and past.
The petite couple of birds sing a tune of hurry to the room of redemption, before these years pass, and this skin wilts.
Looking into the eyes of a friend, the sudden dawning of pointless direction alludes her.
The mind takes her on a stroll of the so-called memory lane.
” You’re beautiful ” – James Blunt.
” Goodbye, my lover ” – James Blunt.
” Hey There Delilah ” – Plain White T’s.
They walked through the forest one afternoon. A beautiful branch in arch form, created by nature itself.
The sun set, and his lips upon hers, he sent her on her way, into the world.
Rejection, a sweet gift premiered at an early age.
She adored, but mutual, it was not.
And then, another song began, a song that lasted days upon days.
A song that repeated throughout the years, at times, skipping a beat or two.
Sharing dreams, love existed, for a short time, it made its presence, if only, briefly.
Perhaps the length of daily routine ruined it, perhaps it was not meant to be, perhaps many souls search for love in all the wrong places.
Escaping the lie she kept locked away safe, finally, the lie was no more.
It was as if the soul had been in an extended slumber.
Although the circumstances were of extreme hypocrisy, they were meant to be.
Too many coincidences made it the most beautiful deceit known to man.
A desire so great, kilometers were traveled just for an epic embrace.
She lived in those few hours more than she had in all previous years.
Destiny would have it that distance would separate them for what seemed an eternity.
The irony of finding love in short term circumstance bewildered her soul constantly.
Natural fears rose, it would not last, he would move on, and her soul would once again break like a glass box.
She still hopes, although reality scares her, she still hopes.
Natural instinct intertwined with passionate feelings of attachment and the need, desire, and utter desperation of not seeing life without someone are quite lovely experiences.
“There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it’s time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.”
“Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
‘Cause I saw the end before we’d begun,
Yes, I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.”
“Hey there Delilah
Don’t you worry about the distance
I’m right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it’s my disguise
I’m by your side”
The melody continues, and as the life deepens, and the feelings progress, onward
does the melody sing its tune.
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