Inkpaw

waves of loneliness
lap on a shore of hope
while an empty bottle
conveys the message 
a thousand words could not
the empty bottle
shattered
by the harsh waves
crashing up on this beach 
a milloin fragments-

parting the seas of worry with worn hands, weary from carving your name into my heart. i should just. . . stop. i slap myself. this is not ok. running my hands through my hair, and wanting to touch your's so badly. . . what?!

if 
if what a wonderful question 
and awnser
and coversation ender
and oh so many things! 
if only 
if it happens
if. . . what?
if 
oh if
rhymes with jiff