Hanging On

It’s time, I know, I said goodbye

And let the line be drawn

Alas, for me, although I try

I find I can’t move on.

For when my mind provides the will,

Continuing my pace,

My heart falls back and lingers still

And longs to see your face.

And so, with thoughts, I must create

A perfect world inside,

To soothe the stubborn heart that waits

For you, and for all time.

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