At night, when the day dips
into darkness,
I go to the ocean
and think of
you
my memory searches
for the look on your face
and the way goodbye
sounded on your
lips
you sailed into an
endless dream
and I still don’t know
where your feet
have been
and on the horizon
where the water sways
I hope one day
I’ll see your
face.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
At night, when the day dips
into darkness,
I go to the ocean
and think of
you
my memory searches
for the look on your face
and the way goodbye
sounded on your
lips
you sailed into an
endless dream
and I still don’t know
where your feet
have been
and on the horizon
where the water sways
I hope one day
I’ll see your
face.
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