growing wings | Completed

41. the ache in her heart

i am made out of the sand underneath her feet,

       i am the sunshine that warms her face,

i am the stars she gazes at night,

    i am the ocean that she dips her hands into,

i am the paper she writes her world on,

    i am the dirt she caresses,

i am the plants she cares for,

    i am the mirror she looks back to,

i am the ache in her heart,

    she is waiting for me.

- the ache in her heart