Of all the things my hands have held
The best by far was you
And now you are too far away
And I don't know what to do.
One of us is drifting
I'm terrified it's me
But I don't know how to stop it
or how to make you see.
Sometimes you were the only thing
that kept me hanging on
and now I'm told to let you go
and try to fall alone.
*Evyn
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