Chapter 92
She lived her life in love
She still lives her life in love
Her feelings were, are, and forever will be true
She thought that was enough
Was it, though?
She stands at the end of a lonely road
Is it the end or the beginning?
She knew not, she cared not
She wasn't here
She was consumed by the bottomless vacuum that refused to abate
Dreary clouds part ways in the sky above
Brightness caused by sudden lightening
Thunder roared like it was a lover spurned
Like it cried as it stood and watched tiny, scattered pieces of a broken heart
It poured thundershowers like never before
Like the sky was sobbing for its lover it missed so dearly
A lover that was its life with whom it had none
The sky was lonely, the sky was nothing, no one
So, who is the sky then?
Like the sky, is she destined to look far, far into the horizon
Rejoice at the meeting of the sky and earth in that distance?
Rejoice at the meeting of the sky and earth in that distance?
She gasped for breath, fought back a tear, closed her eyes
Just closed her eyes
This was going to be a dreamless sleep
She'd rather not dream, than have those very dream paint pictures, only to betray her
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