What Happens at Night
- Jefferson Orellana
- Mar 21, 2019
- 1 min read
Knowing this is one of the last times to ever see that person,
The soul turning and compressed, expressing the feelings you still have left.
Having to constantly remind yourself to not get depressed
as you feel your heart nighting to rest.
But still, it won’t be easy and you’ll have to give it your all
to force those feelings into a pile and just light them on fire.
You lay there knowing they’re gone and reminiscing over thoughts
of all the good times you had and what could have led on.
Feelings may be gone but the memories can still live along.
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