Waves

Remember the waves?

They broke at your feet, and you called me to tell me

You wished I could be there.

I knew what you meant,

I never missed you more

Or cried harder than after that phone call

 

You could do that to me so easily.

I used to be scared of that kind of control

No I know that is what we are

One part love two parts missing.

I hope we survive.

 

A romance like ours takes no prisoners, the wreckage is great

Oh so worth it.

we are what they write about in fairy tales.

 

I will be your princess and maiden fair, if you skip the white horse.

We don’t need cliché’s to prove our love and devotion,

 we do that on our own

 

What else do we really need?

 

Maybe the waves.  They are perfect, and they are what showed me our future. 

Beautiful, vast and loudly crashing,
so they remain, unforgettable.