Fading light

The gap between us grows so vast,
Fading light is failing fast.
I'm tumbling down to reach the sand,
Missing safety of your hand.

Your eyes reflect a velvet sea,
Taking every breath from me.
When you depart and leave my side,
I vanish in the rising tide.

The shadows fall across the room,
I'm hiding in the quiet gloom.
I wait for you to call my name,
But nothing ever feels the same.

Your eyes reflect a velvet sea,
Taking every breath from me.
When you depart and leave my side,
I vanish in the rising tide.

I vanish in the rising tide...
Missing safety of your hand.


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