Sailing, across the seaNot aloneFor the first time
So much “visible” misery,Demanding attention.Can’t ignore any more,Stop your crystal cars.
She’s out there,Alone,Away.
I sit here, wondering about the futureFor it bears the answers to the uncertaintiesWhether she’ll be able to understandWhat she should feel…
It’s the subtlety of those momentsWe spend together that’s charmingIt’s those words, we never saidThat makes our story enticing.
Then there wereThese timesWhen we fought
There is one more thing to sayBefore I let you sway away. I told you stories, few But remember, they’re just for you.
And then she told me“Not again, I’m sorry”I was hurt and lonely“I’ll be fine, don’t you worry”
To flow, it’s not so essential to know.To grow, it sure is.
Beauty is in simplicity, For simplicity is blissful.
