wander this world
what is to become of me my love
now that the sun shines anew
tomorrow was meant for dreams
an inheritance of possibilities
unfulfilled by your sudden departure
hesitant to wander this world again
I beg the sun to sink no further
praying your undying love
resurfaces as you once promised
june two thousand eighteen
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So beautiful.
Thank you, Shawna xo