It was like the ocean, beating across the shore
Ever lasting, ever there, always and forever more.
Still the wind will whisper cooling against his skin
But never smiling, never laughing, never letting her in.

The trees they say will watch, always standing here
While we go day by day, living.. lying, hiding in fear.
The soft tone of your voice lingering still
Just reminds her of the place next to you.. that she will never fill.

So smile this day, would you please
Just knowing that somewhere out there
Love for you still holds her stare
Beginning or the end.. its always the same with these..



And second place she may feel she stands
But in her heart shell never give in
Hoping.. waiting, wishing for it to begin..
The day that you will choose to be her man.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Lupar, in the year 374 AF.