as if

every note is a reminder of that song

when words seemed, o, so wrong

yet sit we close, the brink

eventually we could sink

but the melody does not cease

the crumbling does not ease

the pain of one hello

of never letting go

comes now the song once more

engrained as though was lore

this time it does not end

its message must it send

and we lay here in the sun

as if the world were won

©HeyHey 2013