Before sunrise
- An escape writer
- Oct 31, 2022
- 1 min read
Updated: Nov 22, 2022
In my deepest pain
I have most believed in love
In moments of heartbreak
I have cried the most
Mourning not what I have been accustomed to receiving
But rather what I long
To give
To be
Love at its purest form consumes
Yet I feel alone in my pursuit
The expectation to outgrow my very realistic expectations
But yet I always find me
Me with blissful eyes
Waiting like an eager child
For when my lover will greet me
Shy and restrained at first
Before bursting into what we will both know as
Eternity.
Photo by: Yuyeng Laung
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