When all that you need
is the company of ones soul,
and you cannot bear the sound
of your mothers yelling,
your devastating thoughts,
or the laughter,
know that I will be waiting.
If the world is deep in slumber,
I will remain by your side beneath the stars
until you find your way to reach them.
If the world is not yet still,
I will remain until the last light
flickers away, until you find comfort
in yourself.
Whether you are beneath or above
the constellations of the sky,
know that I will be waiting
until someday when you,
are amongst the brightest.
Until all of your dreams,
are finally true.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 2:52 AM UTC
When all that you need
is the company of ones soul,
and you cannot bear the sound
of your mothers yelling,
your devastating thoughts,
or the laughter,
know that I will be waiting.
If the world is deep in slumber,
I will remain by your side beneath the stars
until you find your way to reach them.
If the world is not yet still,
I will remain until the last light
flickers away, until you find comfort
in yourself.
Whether you are beneath or above
the constellations of the sky,
know that I will be waiting
until someday when you,
are amongst the brightest.
Until all of your dreams,
are finally true.
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