Expectations get the best of me, remember how things used to be. Time was simple, love was true, a moment passed and here we are, two, still looking up at the star. Cannot erase the past of pain, cannot stop the pouring rain.
Returning, time and time again searching for my weathered friend. A pause upon the Riverside end, a place to go, a place to mend. The mantra starts and stops and bends. Eternity comes and goes, there is no sin. The moment is all we have, right now, there is no presence, there is no vow. The sun still shines down between the clouds, beaming light covers my face, questions ponders an unknown how. I know this is not the case, love if true is not misplaced.
Much Love 💜 Much Life