Her کے بول

I run headstrong into my own fears, as does she Upon impact, we collapse into each other I melt into her warm embrace, absorbing her whole being Afraid and vulnerable, I weep The time has finally come, the pinnacle of my existence I gaze longingly at her, she's right here yet she's so far away Something rips her away I reach my arms out in vain A split second of tranquility Pulled away before I could revel in it I stare vacantly at my empty hands I weep again