Writing of You

August 18th, 2016. I saw you again today. You looked so beautiful with your smile and that cute little sway. But much to my regret, I let myself sit alone as I watched you walk away. That smile and that cute sway, they were not for me. however I still vision them in my mind that crashes like the sea. Maybe one day I'll be able to tell you what you mean to me. August 19, 2016. I talked to you today. You told me I was ideal and all I could do was look at your sway. But I told you how I felt, and I did it just a day before your birthday. I can't help but think of you as I write this before sleep. I might even be awake so long I hear my alarm start to beep. But I will rest, only so I can dream of you laying with me just an arms length deep. August 20th, 2018. I thought of you today. I wished you a happy birthday and walked on hoping to see your sway. But then I remembered that you moved away after that terrible day. We went so long, yet we still couldn't stay in love. You said you were done with me and split up our doves. I'm still in love though, and at this cliff, it's myself I plan to shove... August 21st, 2018. .......................................................