A grasp of new meadow

My heart long for you ,My head murmur your name , I can’t breath as I grasp for air .. for the memories of you

My heart sang a song , a melody that I am unfamiliar of.

My brain whisper a thoughts that I refuse to listen .

As I laid myself to rest , My soul long for that old familiar scent .. A scent not so long ago makes me flutter … but now it brought me to tears

I can not stop …I must move on …move forward …

A meadow fresh , new horizon , new dawn … I am almost there..

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