Tethered Above

I sat on the mountain top and gazed towards the sky, while I tilted my head back so the tears would flow back inside. At the mountain top so high, I sat alone, and I started to wonder when spring will arrive. There I can’t cease to questioned if our love was a trial I must go through; if the day I met you, I met myself too. Of all the dreams I weaved, I wish for one to come true, that our love will be forever as tethered above, and eventually, I will again be able to meet you.

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