We promised to soar in the skies together
We promised to stand by each other through all weather
We are reaching our peak in the clouds, just a little more towards the promised lands above
In this scene of monochrome clouds and gushing winds, I turned behind to say " Ganbare!!"
only to realise that the seat behind me is already empty
without a thought I climbed out of my seat, and became the wind that would carry you.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment