Sitting in my room alone
Wrapped warmly in a quilt
Cold wind blowing outside my window
Feeling not a pang of guilt
There is a certain feel of comfort
With a loved one so close by
But that feeling is not near enough
When unable to see eye to eye
Our dreams were quickly shattered
Hopes of a future are no more
Time we spent mere memories
Grieving felt to the very core
Solitude for peace of mind
Time alone to heal
We lost so much in so little time
But our friendship remains strong & real
Now & in our solitude.
Wrapped warmly in a quilt
Cold wind blowing outside my window
Feeling not a pang of guilt
There is a certain feel of comfort
With a loved one so close by
But that feeling is not near enough
When unable to see eye to eye
Our dreams were quickly shattered
Hopes of a future are no more
Time we spent mere memories
Grieving felt to the very core
Solitude for peace of mind
Time alone to heal
We lost so much in so little time
But our friendship remains strong & real
Now & in our solitude.
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