Sunday, May 31, 2015

It All Makes Sense In The End


You long for the touch
you crave for the kisses,
the smothering hugs
you change your routine
just to catch each other
A few moments, that’s all you ask
Can we talk?
or perhaps at least chat
A minute or two, for now it will do,
even when six hours
would not satisfy you

you have stories to tell
of how your day went,
of how your time’s spent
you try to act normal,
to function like usual
but the days when you’re weak
you crumble and fear
if you can hold on much longer

you doubt your resolve
asks if it’s worth it
or will it serve you better
if you moved on altogether
you try to make sense of it
everything you’ve gone through,
everything you still want to do,
accomplish and achieve together

that’s when it hit you
no matter how far apart,
no matter how long it takes
no matter how impatient you are today
you know that there is no
other way but wait
because you’ll always long
for the touch, crave for the kisses,
at least now you have
something to look forward to
to get you by these rough times

and when you see each other
you’ll know why you waited - 
the shivering touch,
the gentle kisses,
the warm embrace
the love you’re too familiar with
you just can’t live without it


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