with the God-painted twilight,
i smiled as i wait for you, my light.
i still don’t have your name,
i still don’t have your face,
but our story will not be a game
neither a fading phase.
the love we’ll share will be true,
someday we’ll be one not two,
darling, i am waiting for you.
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Wrote this while listening to One Sweet Love by Sara Bareilles.
A nameless face to think I see
To sit and watch the waves with me till they’re gone
A heart I’d swear I’d recognize is
Made out of my own devices could I be wrong?
Ready and waiting (Ready and waiting)
For a heart worth the breaking (heart worth the breaking)
But I’d settle for an honest mistake in the name of
One sweet love
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