Bitterly Leaving

The river rests so lone and free
As my soul swims towards the sea.
Pray that you?ll be my saving grace
To make me turn back to our place.

Soon I?ll leave and linger away.
Shall all thoughts and memories stay?
Soon I?ll loose my soul to fly.
Dreams will drift with me in the sky.

So wither not those weeping eyes,
For time has spent my last goodbyes.
And bury now our kisses sweet
As coldness lulls the fate I?ll meet.