Wednesday, July 24, 2013

The wait..

As i walk towards the sea, waves and sand hit my feet.
 I try to hold them back, and they're out of my reach..

 The breeze blows my hair wanting to free and let be. 
My thought's are ebbed, trying to create a pattern, I was not meant to think about you- but that's all i do.

 Not a single day goes by, when i don't think about you. The good, the bad. We may have fought over silly things, but we kissed over it. 
We have hurt each other, but we made up for it. 

Tho we didn't have the best moments, but those unhappy moments make those days my happiest days.

 The sea tells me you'll be back, and the hard days that are to arrive. 
The sun sets and the darkness crown's.
 Stars that appear play games with me, 
i try hard not to lose. 

But the silver moon has been watching me just like a grandpa would mysteriously watch over his grandchild- promising that thing's will be fine, all i have to do is Wait...

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