Tears On The Pages

Wave

For months, I have already been thinking-
Whether this love of ours is right the keep,
I noticed 'tis feeling slowly fading,
I cannot get so might as well just weep.

This heart of mine, I say, is like a wave;
The one who plays with the sand in gladness.
If grows stronger, in the ocean will lave,
But if grows weaker, it will be at peace.

I can't even look for the right answer,
Wind blows are avoiding me, seemingly;
But now, I am breaking the barrier;
I can now feel it passing me away.

Indeed, I am a wave that tears in crap,
But to you I will be willing to slap.

06/19/21