For every word I can’t say,
I try to write it down,
but at the end of the day,
I know I’ll never find the words.
They jumble together,
like the sunset’s melting colors.
For every excuse I make,
I know what it’ll take.
Time.
However I’m impatient.
I wish the words would flow,
like a stream going into a river.
And for every thing I wish for,
I know I’ll be tired always,
hoping for words better than before.
Losing someone you love,
hollows out a part of you.
One day, you have them,
and the next,
you’ll never see them again.
The realization stings,
worse than the sun's engulfing hug.
When the chaos of the day
gets washed away
and the serenity of night descends,
I begin to wonder, as the stars ascend.
Trying to put puzzle pieces together
When only the stars shine,
the winds’ whispered rhyme-
echos across the land.
As the sea longs for the moon.
The magnetic pull-
Weaves their fates together.
Intertwining them for eternity.
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