Where to go?

Somewhere along the road we slipped, we're living our lives as if
we're already dead. Another day has passed by, less meaningful we feel
inside.
We look at each other's face knowing nothing about the truth, its
indeed the saddest feeling of all.
its the trials and tests we go through together, turns out we didn't
pass at all, we're just holding on to ourselves and hoping for the
hope, someday we'll magically become well.
I feel what's inside, the fire of love, is burning down, we need more
fuel to rekindle the dying light, but where to go? Where to go?

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Rebecca YHB