the lovelorn wake
Waves crashing against an unknown shore. Left here alone without the voice of love. Lovelorn, shaken, crying. This is why
tomorrow comes without me. Why, by myself, in the dark, I cry. Waiting for the man to overtake the mountain. Waiting, waiting, for something that may never come. Hoping, praying, dreaming. For something that I cannot see, nor hear, nor smell, nor taste. I can only feel it. Feel the Angel meant for me is there. Hoping for me, too. Loving me before he knows me. Dreaming for me as I dream for him. Feeling me as I feel him. When we meet, I will know my purpose and feel my life. The love will warm our cold lives...
But until then... I wake.