I live among the darkest of hopes
The hopes- that you’ll be mine one day
The moon smiles at my sincerity
Every time while seeing me pray.
The stars wink every time I look at them
In a friendly gesture or sarcastically, I can’t say
I often mistake them as a good omen
Until I’m sure, they aren’t.
The wind just passes away leaving me behind
Without stopping and wishing me ‘hey!’
But suddenly it stops and teases me
Until I want it to leave, but it stays.
The more I approach, the more farther it seems
As I continued on my way
The time has too much time
To remind me of you, again and again…
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