Chasing BlueMoon and Rosyred

The waves were quiet
Just like the storm
I was waiting on the sidelines
For him
To show me more
And when the moon came around
I was left with the petals of the roses
And the dreams of him and I
That kept me going
But if I hadn't of let him free
Until I got to be with him again
I would not have found the chapters
That were now my story.