Almost..
we almost made it
Could have
Should have
weariness took its' toll
Hold me silently
No regrets
No sorrys
I am scared
I need you now to smile at me in that knowing way
The crinkle of your eyes meant for me
It's all been said in words
It's what is not said that hurts..
I need your words - empty or not
Your laugh that always let
me know it would be ok..
Hold my hand tight
as we walk to new beginnings
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