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Jun 2014
One day, on the gilded coast with the waves I’ll run.
And hug you the way they embrace the golden shore.
One day with tear-filled eyes, I’ll watch the setting sun,
The way I looked on sadly when you could stay no more.

One day, a romance novel I shall entirely decipher,
The way I read you and your myriad faces…
One day, I’ll paint a colourful, pretty picture,
The way you patiently painted my life’s empty canvas.

One day, I’ll run like the wind, sans destination
The way you make my heart race as you run through my mind.
One day, I’ll hum a tune as I behold the rising sun.
Though it will never be as melodious as your laugh- one of a kind.

One day on my lips, a smile will once again be,
Like the one that reached your dimples when we walked on our own.
One day, I’ll wake up and swim in an ice-cold sea,
To experience the coldness you feel under your gravestone.
Wide Eyes
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