EliDagger

Washed Away

I worry.
I worry too much, when it doesn\'t matter.
I worry to little, when it does.

I reach out in the light of the moon for your touch, but your absent.
That void I tried to fill still there.

Now you\'re back in my arms, I\'m filled with confusion.
Confusion and love.

I reach out in the light of the moon and you\'re there. But for how long.
You, are the changing tide, and I am the writing in the sand. Washed away as quick as I was written.

Those three words written, cancelled out and lost by your tide.

I love you.