A midst the obstacles and the reasons,
We learn to hang on to the things we love
And we lost all the things we worked hard for.
As I start to rewrite our story
The words started to not make sense.
It was messy. It lacked cohesion, and it was ugly.
A heart shaped wreckage floating in the wind.
Still, we need to continue.
Though inaudible, the songs will blast our ears.
We may not be in the same pace
And our worlds may be universe apart
But the melodies brought us here
Safe and sound, with eyes wide open,
And In a state of grace.
The story of us may end with death
But death is just a phase
What happens next is the big finale
And I cannot be more excited
For Forever and always.
Where, there, I will hear your voices in my dreams.