You're the waves in the distance,
I'm the sand of the shore.
You're the breath before a whisper,
I'm the silence--unexplored.
You're the clouds in the dreary skies,
I'm the drought you live for,
You're the one right in front of me,
But I'm the one who pleads for--you--
Crash to me,
Breathe to me,
Cry to me,
Speak to me,I'll hear you,
Receive you,
And so much more,So,
speak.
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Sometimes we feel like others can never understand us, but is it right to generalize that to everyone without giving them a chance to try and understand?
~Cookie 🍪
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Into the Oven
PoesíaA collection of poetry, short stories, and quotes by Cookie and Crumb