Waiting Hearts
A familiar sensation lingers, a sense of repetition,
Yet, does it carry significance?
A motion unveils its path in a certain direction,
Guiding me onwards...
time to watch my movements, closer.
Yearned for a longer embrace as time elapsed,
Did you ever glimpse my real?
Perceived future forged, traced in the footprints of past...
Ran to the hills,
left standing, 'true love' doesn't exist,
I still bear the love you want,
Without, it's quicker destruction.
No need for concern, just acknowledging the path my feet firmly tread.
Living in the moment, stories of content,
My pace differs from yours, and strength has limitations.
In my journey's culmination, it's your presence I yearn for by my side,
You already know this.
It is not like it was never said... throughout.
Have I got a long way to run
Collective soul*
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