Love Has No Title

by Wishy   Jun 29, 2004


As I sit under this large tree wondering when you will come back to me. My heart aches ever so constantly. The leaves are plentiful but light still shines through. The wind is blowing eastward and as it hits my face, I lean forward and try to embrace. I close my eyes only for a brief moment, my heart beats skipping every second, as I remember your face for a glance, its like you have never left my presence. Ans as I remember, time seems to stop at the moment, even though the sun is out I still feel colder, without you here I resent. My heart weeps with me as I cry, my tears has lost its salty taste as a stream constantly runs down my face filling into my empty heart. I miss you as I await for July.

It is raining inevitability for a summer season. My heart still aches constantly, desperately, lonely as I try to find a reason. As I hit the coast, even though there are others, I feel like a stranger, I feel alone and lost at most. As I walk bare footed the sand seems so much softer to me, in the distance I see a lighthouse that sits on a rock without any company. The orange sun seems to stand still right before it sinks into the sea, like a wreckage ship, when it goes down it too will pull me. The air is cold even with the sun, all of the sand castle that I have built had come undone. As I stare out into the vast ocean, I can't help notice that something is missing. Without you here, the ocean has lost its blue, walking along the lighthouse, I share its lonely view.

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