Mechanical-Hand

Loss Is falling fast, trying to catch her knowing you're mad but guilt consumes you a dreadful longing, forever a murmur you know you love her, but you can't help but hurt her A years long story running out of ink, the last few words written with tears the book slams shut but the heart wide open you'll close your eyes for everyone but her and you'll read the book between the lines the book maybe closed, but the story continues