In all her longing, she’s never ceased to try.
To get to him no matter the suffering nor time.
She spends eternity trying to get to the end
Where their lives together can truly begin.
It seems that he is never within her reach
No matter who she uses ever so desperately.
She’s the one thing we’re given once we’re born
And we’re the link to the one she yearns.
She can be tough and cruel, but all in the name of love
And cut our gifts short for the one she puts above.
But her story is a sad one, just like many of ours
It leaves a bitterness in your heart, ever so sour.
In the end, all she can do is catch a glimpse of him
Because even in reality, stories never really end.
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