I went to the beach to get away.
My tears followed, though stunted
by the windchill.
I gazed out at the fleeting waves,
and wanted to walk behind them
until we were one.
The stars warned me to sit,
to watch safely from the shore.
I sadly obliged.
A few burst of light captured
my weary eyes in the sky.
Shooting stars.
I closed my eyes with a wish,
over and over again until my tears
matched the stars.
I only want one thing in this life.
If I cannot have it, the stars will acknowledge
my detour through death.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 1:03 AM UTC
I went to the beach to get away.
My tears followed, though stunted
by the windchill.
I gazed out at the fleeting waves,
and wanted to walk behind them
until we were one.
The stars warned me to sit,
to watch safely from the shore.
I sadly obliged.
A few burst of light captured
my weary eyes in the sky.
Shooting stars.
I closed my eyes with a wish,
over and over again until my tears
matched the stars.
I only want one thing in this life.
If I cannot have it, the stars will acknowledge
my detour through death.