Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The beacon that helps me to rise
Far beyond the midnight skies
The bearer of good and all it reaps
As in my heart his love I keep.

The strength of hope that doth prolong
Within every melodic rhythm of song
The grace of light to find in me
Everlasting with my eyes to see.

The grandeur of placing much in hearts
To leave a path to make our start
The sight of life that seems forlorn
As the all beckons us to be reborn.

Of all the things great and small
I hear the echoing call
And through the all of this
The psychology of me, he still is.

Well received and felt

I feel like the whole of me is dying. My best friend just moved and I am at a loss for words and filled with more emotion than I am able to handle. If anyone even knew what trials we went through together that is when they would fully understand what I'm talking about. I think I need a hormone shot. Lol