We used to be friends…
and yes we’re still friends.
He used to be someone I never asked God to be my companion…
but then I want Him to keep us together.
No, maybe not forever.
Time’s a liar. It never shows its exact self.
Maybe through the timeless memories,
we defy gravity,
into a vacuum space,
floating,
holding hands,
I can be with him as long as it should be.
I am no longer cold,
Thank God I can feel my hand again.
