Days Passing
In my eyes, stormy clouds darken and fill my skies; only to block my visual of you.
I sit here , high on the throne; I think alone while mere images enlighten me on what to do.
I want to believe you are their and I don't want you to make the mistake that my heart don't care.
I stand here waiting in the distance, knowing that when the time is right you will be with me.
Even though you are away. I prepare a place for us to stay.
Fore this mood is just the passing of another day.
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