This home, this life, this love – this night,
I feel it all.
The memories, slipping – sliding – swirling, coliding all around me.
As I sit and think – reminiscing,
I feel it all.
From happiness – to pain; I realize not all tears are in vain.
So much time has passed – in this home, in this life, in this love – in this night,
I feel it all.
Tonight I let myself feel it all.
Oh how I wish I could linger in time – savoring,
…these last few moments of this part of me.
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