Soft and Still

It’s a quiet day
Not much to do
So I sit with the stillness
And think about you

You’re gone now
Over the mountain
Left for the city
Where gold is a fountain

We want different things
It’s happiness you seek
I’d rather have peace
Finding Humble and Meek

It’s not pathetic
It’s not a rejection
It is an embrace
Of holy reflection

I love your spirit
I love your mind
But we can admit
We are so unaligned

Star-crossed, tempest-tossed
Lovers not meant to be
Maybe we’ll see our future agree
But that’s not really up to me

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