HB Symphony
Description
He lost her.
She lost him.
He was young.
So was she.
Theirs are too fast in the making.
Not meant to last long.
Tho it can last forever.
Foreword
I miss you. Amidst thousands of voices and myriads of shadows.
I miss you. No goodbyes justify us.
Colors will only dance behind my eyes. They stalled, stopped in two symphonies as the sun comes out.
Your silhouette in black, my façade in white.
Am in a sugar rush rite now and since I can't very well spend my time going up and down the emergency stairs without making my boss suspicious (ha ha), so story-churning time it is!!
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