Sunday, December 20, 2015

What I Really Want.

Ejected from my soul.
You were designed to be a memory.
A sweet one I was destined to smile back on when I was eighty.
But they can't take it away from me.
They can't remake these feelings and desires.
Looking up at a shard of the moon in the sky.
I think of "you".
The one I was created for.
I hope they make them like you in my heaven.
I hope this wish will come true.
That you don't die before our time.
That we'll make our dreams come true.
I hope I'm not alone forever.
I hope someone can love me for me.
I hope that you'll hold my hand the whole way there.

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