Wishpers Of Love

Ocean, Moon and You

The moon is wearing its best silver suit.
Casting the soft silver glow onto the shore.
I shudder every time a wave splashes and vanishes again.

I like walking bareoot by the ocean at night.
I like when the cool breeze washes my soul.
Its therapeutic and calming.
I like thinking 'bout you.

There was a time I used to fear the darkness.
Until I realized I'm only the darkness in this bright light.
I don't feel sad. I just feel numb.

The feeling of being loved is long gone.
I wonder why the waves come back to the shore?
I wonder why didn't you come back to me?

You said you'll destroy me when I hold your broken state.
I said I was a mess when you needed me.
Everything is fucking blury and crystal clear all at the same time.

I remember, this is the place where you last kissed my lips.
This is the place where I last hold your hand.
So I come here every fucking day to relish the feeling of what was once mine.

I can't help but smile at this sweet stupid memory of a night just like this.
When you held me in your arms and I told you my favorites are
Ocean, moon and you....

Alas! I lost you.

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A/N:

Hello lovely readers,

This is my first author's note.
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Love,
Seeker