I wish I could reach you
Like you reach me
But I am just a whisper in the wind to you
While you are the ocean to me
But still
I keep reaching out
Even though
I am miles away
I reach anyways
One day
I’ll be more then a whisper
You’ll hear me
And finally
I’ll reach you
I promise you.
-C.H.
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