Sunday, April 29, 2012

I met you at a time when I was depressed,
And I knew you were too,
So we shared this dark view,
But we knew we were capable of a lighter mind.
I think we fell in love with each other's struggle,
The late hours of troubled thoughts.
We had been hurt by the same kind of love,
We were in the same kind of plot,
The same chapter of venturing past fears,
But I looked toward the shore before you.
I waded out of the security of isolation,
And I couldn't love you like I did in those waters.
Eventually I saw you there in the sun.
Good, you made it.
From a distance we will wave to each other,
But it will never be as heavy and deep,
As those nights we cried and lost sleep.

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