Coffee Shop
Ever since you left,
I've never stopped waiting
in this place —
our favorite.
Because I'm hanging
on a little belief that maybe,
you're like the ocean's waves
that keep running back and forth;
or like the ever surprising wildflowers;
or like one of those things I've lost before.
Even how long they've been missing,
one thing is sure: they will come back.
And maybe, you'll be back
by walking close to me,
asking for another chance.
Or maybe you'll be back in every flashback of our memories
and in every rhyme of our poetries.
Or maybe, you'll be back here
not for me —
but for someone else.
YOU ARE READING
Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...
