I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Monday, February 2, 2009
The Ghost Ships
I won't keep circling the ocean forever, hoping I'll spot your island on the horizon, uncolonised and flying an old, tattered flag. You on the shore with the sand between your toes.
I won't keep circling the ocean forever, hoping I'll spot your island on the horizon, uncolonised and flying an old, tattered flag. You on the shore with the sand between your toes.
I'm waiting.
ReplyDeleteI mean it.
ReplyDeletethis is beautiful
ReplyDeleteStirring words, and beautiful photo, as well! <3
ReplyDeletexoxo,
S-C