Sore

I feel overwhelemd by the love I feel for so many.
Sore beyond belief.
Sore.
Sore.
Sore.

I look beneath her eyes, I feel love.
I look beyond her eyes, I feel love.
I think about her voice, I feel love.

As I am alone.

Alone.

I reach a point where I reflect on my past, only to feel the love from
So many.
So many.
So many.

And now...

There is no one.

There is no one.

I am alone.


I feel love for so many...
How have they forgotten?

Living in memories while walking in picture frame valley.