no clue

just thinking

There is a moment in the reprieve of loss

Where the silence settles like the silver dust of the moon

Falling upon the empty corners of the lonely heart.

 

that moment where freedom feels lonely

And a nightly bond makes you feel lost

 

There is a stillness found in the lost memories

That brings you to the reality of what you had and what you lost..

 

Where you find great in the past:

And from that, wisdom brings you the future of what you lost.

 

Lonely only happens when it is raining

And love is found only when you feel the loss