Like a ship that is swallowed in the ocean.
Took from the surface above.
It goes through the painful crash, not by choice.
Can't help but give in.
The bitterness of all those yelling and crying, wishing they had chosen another way, another journey.
Wishing their jugment had been differant.
Wishing they had told them they loved them.
But now thw love that was meant to be said is gone.
the ship was sunk and time has run its course
All that is left is to see who will survive the crash.
See if those people will make it through another might.
If their hearts were strong enough to take the fall.
Or will one of those hearts stay lost in the deep dark.