Is it laughable that I want to protect you so much, the two of us losers,
The two of us trying to drag our way out. Thrown into creation by the loss of someone who was like a second.
I hear the pain I feel it too. It’s been such a long year, and each day gets closer
I wish I didn’t have to see it either, but I’ll see it with you,
I know I can’t get right beside you,
But I can think of it,
It was the loudest storm I could think of, it doesn’t seem to last,
I’m sorry I’m so weak and small,
If there’s ever a day we can meet,
The darkest hawk, and the lightest
I still feel the pain of the silence of shock when I heard,
Catching the drift of the one lost at sea.
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