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A Thought

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I threw my heart into the ocean with a message for you tucked inside

I waited for an answer but it kept rolling back with the tide

Anticipation and waiting is like a prison within one’s self

And though I could wait on you forever I don’t think I could wait on myself

 

I bathe in the moonlight and bask in the thought of your face

And memories crash down like lightening embraced in some far away place

There is no control on life, no one winds the hands of fate

Just the twisting wrath of God, and wondering if we were to love to late

     Back in the late 80s when I was attending Jr. College I dated a young man from Australia and I was crazy mad about this young man. He was tall, handsome, and had goals of being a professional tennis player. Well, and he had an awesome accent! He left for summer break and flew back to Australia. Those three months that he was gone was pure hell for me.  I think this work was an expression of my loneliness and fear of losing someone that I loved. Which I did. It turns out that when he came back to college the next semister he broke up with me. Funny thing is that I can not remember being upset over the break-up at all. Ah, young love!

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