Gravity

Released. That kiss it’s feeling lingering ... everlasting. Seventy-seven... The days age and so do I. Its existence looming. Theres not enough. It’s precious. What of the future? Everything fades... Will your memory? Dry your eyes... your voice reprimanding. Time will tell us. Care not about the past ... Care only about this moment and what is left... I’m pulled to your feet. I have fallen.