We are Wasted.

I am sad today.
Sad because I know things will no longer be the same.
You are a butterfly, you will soon be gone.
I am a moth, I will soon be gone too.
I know that time heals some wounds,
but it tears new ones into our skin.
Into our souls.
I will be okay, fly away.
You will be okay, fly away.
Everything will be okay, just never the same.

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