Waiting for the Lost
Wait for me when I get back,
just wait for me…
I rub my weary eyes, as I write this
hoping you’ll understand,
hoping you’ll take our memories with you
as we travel on different roads
until that day comes
when I find that path
that leads me back to you…
I was forced on this journey, and so were you.
Neither of us wanted this, but maybe this is what we need.
Now I truly am lost, and my eyes wander off…
Everything’s a blur now, and I grasp at cotton candy clouds
sugar crystals sticking on my warm fingers, and that is all.