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Dec 2015
As the tides wash in,I hope they bring you in hand
But as I cling to the waves all I hold is sand
I've tried to forget that you was once in my grip
But it just can't happen when everyday is a trip
Down memory lane, everyday a struggle against going insane
As winds violently blow and the palms sway
I wish they are hard enough to blow you my way
The Sun rises at dawn but it hasn't been as cute as when you was my own
Guess after opening my heart to you there's no way I'm closing it
And second chance won't feel as special as the first time we met
I'd open up my arms soon as you say you want another try
I'd give you the millionth chance even if it makes us cry
We was born without a guide maybe we'd learn from slipups
I hear you moved on for you ain't gonna bear with hiccups
I'm almost sure you haven't forgotten what we shared
No point in erasing memories of times when we cared
I was hit hard, the insane that I grew close to a ******
Think rushing into another's arms is escape rather than reward
Otherwise why did you flee when we met on the streets
Why cannot you face me,it's you who called it quits?
Anyway lots going on in my life I might never understand
I still dream about you leaning on me holding my hand
This is not about to happen and I doubt it might ever do
Albeit it'll never be someone else, I'm always for you
Too blinded by my emotions towards you to see
The tides come in, the tides go out but I still wait by the sea
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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