The closest of you.
shadows.
light hits concrete.
For the most of you.
Days.
minutes turn to friendships as we meet.
Thoughts turn into action as our hands clasp with passion.
Nights.
Empty hearts fill for just a moment.
Gone again, as the day wakes the waves.
Crystal clear.
Full are the dreams that wake me into existence.
Empty is the life we push forward.
thoughts.
Until we meet.
The life that goes on.
Forever here.
Wishing, wanting, hoping.
waiting..
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