Turning page
Is the chapter finally done,
Or is it forever bookmarked in secret thought
Last October, cold hair and leaves rustling on the ground,
You were there, so was I.
Called me up at midnight, to meet up at our old spot.
You stepped up on the tree branch as you held your balance
Causing my to laugh, you always knew the secret code to uncode me.
Turning page.
The book wide open, but the winds keep blowing it back to our page
Of our chapter
Closing chapter
Is it meant to be or not?
Would you marry me if I told you I was a fool for you.
Turning page, lost in the ink and words of what seemingly felt like forever.
Lost my mind trying to read such a sacred passage.
But I sailed my ship back to you.
Through the sea of lost words & ink.
