At some point in the future,
I hope we meet each other again
as strangers,
who aren't so lost anymore,
not shipwrecked
or lost at sea.
I hope we meet again on stable ground,
both feet firmly on the ground
and i can see straight ahead
without the smoke burning my eyes
from the bridges I'm burning behind me.
Let us be strangers once again,
Let the rain wash away all the dirt,
and all the tears
because you were someone I wanted,
and you were someone I lost,
you're an uncertainty I'm willing to wait for
and you were someone who was worth the wait,
I can wait longer.
10/01/15
YOU ARE READING
The Midsummer Station: A Collection of Stories
Teen FictionSome of the stuff I've written over the past few years, I hope you like them. :)