Whenever I stare into the sky,
I always see your wistful blue eyes.
Whenever I stare into the sea,
I always feel you smiling at me.
In the florescence of twilight,
I long for your presence,
Your lulling remarks,
and your sweet essence.
Whenever I look into the sun,
I always look at what I've become.
Whenever I find your works of art,
I always end up with a heavy heart.
I see you in the grass,
I see you in the air.
I sometimes feel your fingers running
through my hair.
I see you in the meadows
I see you in the shadows
I always see you and your
good-natured pathos.
I still repeat the silly word
time and time again.
So many times,
it is engrained in my head.
Always
Always
Always
I speak the word when I am lonely,
I speak it on sleepless nights.
I speak it on useless efforts;
I speak it on hopeless fights.
Whenever I stare into the trees,
I always am amoung your tranquil ease.
And whenever I miss your tranquil ease,
I always discover my love for thee.
Always
Always
Always
Such a small, petty word
But how much that it means
All that it implies
All that it leaves.
Some things I will never forget;
Some things I may come to regret.
I'll never lose your steadiness though.
No.
Not all shall be lost,
While I love you so.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
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