wings wide open until it hurts
cutting through the rain, the wind the cloud
battling the distance so short yet so far
the world is not that small
I can almost see you
zooming in on the map
so close the picture is breathing you
untouchable
I can almost feel you
lingering behind so intensely after you have left
still leaving traces behind
your hand, your hair, your lips, your smile
if there was a way I would walk back in time
dropping the wings
in exchange for a few lost moments
the ones I wasted
still burning inside my heart
the moment of goodbye
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