part viii | patience | ✓

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May 22nd, 2016

When the sun rises, 

And the view amuses, 

I'll be here waiting for her,

When night tide delivers,

I'll be still, at watch,

Acres apart from each other, did you forget I still love you?

I wish you haven't forgotten the memories we made,

When you moved away,

After we seized the day,

Do you still think of the nights,

We stole each other's first embrace,

We got so high and forgot our troubles,

Or when we first enlaced hands and screamed at the world below,

Yet your acres away and fading away,

I dream of you returning,

But what if you don't love me like you used to before?

Do you still think of me? 

Or am I forgotten land only once discovered?






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