My eyes no longer hold my truth.
They have sunken into a place that is full of burden.
Trying to figure out which way to go, but constantly getting lost in each direction.
Not realizing that they cannot go where they would want.
They are searching for the whole that has left my heart.
The place that has all the memories that go back so far.
My eyes are now starting to lie.
They have been telling untruths the day you became a memory.
They stop seeing the now and just looking for the past.
Hoping one day to find the piece that made not stop looking away.
The time has come for me to be strong.
The time has come for me to move on from this.
I can no longer lift my head and hide my tears.
I can only shield you from all my fears.
Simply put I am no longer your guardian angel.
I am searching for mine.
The bravery I show is never meant to be dull.
I want to hold you tight, but I can barely hold me.
My wings are meant to cherish, as my heart is meant to break.
Yet I always have a smile on my face.
Meanwhile my wings are breaking.
I can no longer help you fly.
Your angel needs their own.
Even an angel wings break sometimes.
I tried I fail.
Tomorrow I will try and I might fail.
Then tomorrow I will try and I will fail.
Then I try once more and hope that I will not fail.
The end I fail.
The seed is turning.
The tide has risen.
The ocean has started to listen.
No one is talking.
The love is burning the flame.
Showering the water with the open glaze.
Listening to the winds brush it away.
Not knowing that this is our last days.
The last days of a love that made mountains.
The love the broke hills.
The love that no longer has a lover.
This is the end of our days.