I walked to the edge

Where the shore met the sea

Searching and hoping

It would be you that I’d see

 

I imagined you standing there

Looking at me

You called my name

Beseeching me to remain

 

We reached out for each other

Walked hand in hand

Along the wild windy beach

Sharing stories and laughing

At our memories

 

You told me you loved me

But the wind took your words

I leapt up to catch them

They were gone on the breeze

 

As I turned back to find you

You had taken your leave

You’ve imprinted your image

Into my mind

I can still feel your fingers

Wrapped around mine

 

I recall your words

It’s not the right time

I promise you, one day

I will make you mine

 

So now here I am

With the rain in my eyes

As the wash grabs my ankles

My feet sink into the sand

I’ve nothing but the vague feeling

Of the warmth of your hand

And the promise that soon

The stars will align

By the order of heavens

I will be yours

And you will be mine.

 

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