everythings not lost...

Everyone is tuck tightly in bed, as I watch the hour of the morning goes by. It is 3:15 am as I’m writing this. A shadow of sadness is around us, while our hearts fear for the worst and our tears try to wash the sorrows away.

Looking at the stars above us, praying for the storm to be over. The pain becomes numb and the heart changes. Feelings are thrown around, words hurts much more than actions. It’s no fantasy if you think about it.


Love; a feeling above all.