All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan,
Sad as the sea-bird is when, going
Forth alone,
He hears the winds cry to the water's
Monotone.

The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
Where I go.
I hear the noise of many waters
Far below.
All day, all night, I hear them flowing
To and fro.

I was so heartbroken over you until the plane took off and I felt the rush as we went down the runway and realized you had never made me feel even close to as good as I did in that moment.

As we climb the sky my spirit climbs with it higher and higher as my heart distances itself from yours. It is the first time in 2 weeks I have felt good about something. I'm just scared that this feeling will be as temporary as we were.

When the sun sets and madness comes to play.
I pray for you,
Please don't be far away.

The wolves howl as they hunt their nighttime prey,
I often ask,
Do they fear coming day?

I travel alone yet I am not lonely,
I close my eyes,
It is your smile I see.

I put these poor words to digital ink,
My sentiments;
Hello Poetry link.