Standing on a mountain top alone,
Looking at the mid-August night sky,
Seeing Heaven crying tears,
Tears carrying memories of you back to me,
It's so hard to erase the memories,
We made together from my mind,
Each bright tear fills my heart with kind thoughts of you,
From our days past,
With you and me holding each other's Souls close,
We were always afraid to let go,
For if we did,
Our love would not last,
But, I'm still trying to hold on to you,
Should I feel guilty not letting you go?
Not letting anyone else's tears fill my heart?
How can I just let you go?
When I see falling stars each night, like Angels from Heaven,
Carrying messages from you,
Telling me not to let you go.
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