for far too long.
I've watched enough
sunrises and sunsets alone
to last me a lifetime.
I never stopped walking,
and I never would,
until I reach
the place where you stood.
Will you be there
waiting for me?
Once I get to you,
will you not speak and just
let me move in closer
until I can wrap my arms around you
and let my hands reach
at the middle of your back,
as if they're shaking each other
for a job well done?
Will you let my weary head,
already dizzy from lack of sleep,
hook its chin on your shoulder,
while my lips slowly roam towards
the skin on the crook of your neck?
Let me relive the memories that
haunted me in my dreams.
Are they really memories or
are they merely wishes?
For that I can never be sure.
Better yet, will you be willing
to start making new ones with me?
Ones that are in no doubt
created by us,
not just by wishful thinking.
No, I'm not impossible to touch,
I have never wanted you so much.
Come here. Come here.
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