Conrad's p.o.v
Carried away by the wind, hold on tightly to your beautiful mind. A season for grace and remembrance, saturation. Embracing loss, a different kind of solace. Secrets from underground, one bittersweet merry go round. A needless crackling sound, endless bewilderment. X marks the spot where I was delivered from every past old wound. The joy and hope that I have right now, I will take it with me into tomorrow. I miss you although I know we can't grow on this planet together. Midway, that's where we will reconnect until kingdom come. Even if you are nothing but a memory, I won't neglect our history.