The aching in the waiting,
The silence in the storm,
Emotions overtaking,
All the memories once safe and warm,
Where have our yesterdays gone?
Time has run out for us,
When did the years slipped by without us knowing,
If we knew, we'd have planned,
When we'd spend them together still,
Now the only thing still is your face,
Lying there pale and ill.
~Rei Shiori
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