Here I’m standing, longing for a stranger
Staring at the ocean, so distant, my mind began to wander
Hoping for the waves to wash my pain away
Wishing for the wind to hush my hurt aside
The words you spoke, the things you wrote
You handed me the best song I never knew I needed
The echoes of your gentle portray,
The way you showed me love that I could never repay
In a world so cruel, you belong to brighter skies
Tears streams my face, as your departure steps leaving an empty space
Gazing at the sky, so somber, I began to cry
The sun glances at me after my final goodbye
The clouds search for your presence as the fragments of time turn into hollow echoes
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Fly high, love.
Thank you for everything.
You will be missed 🤍🕊
YOU ARE READING
eunoia
Poetryeunoia (n.) Beautiful thinking; a well mind ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ A poetry colletion. Originally by me.
