1KnightofFire

looking over the oceans winds finger tips pushing through my hair staring off into the distance staing coldly at the floor pulling limbs in close& smiling to myself no one is here to see my smile the whistle of the waves sings th songs of sirens the echos of words spoken in times of the past echo as whispers in your ear lingerings of tears spilt on this floor whispers of words unspoken remain haunting the air surronding you looking over the ocean travelling a distance without moving an inch thinking of all the memories that never happened remambering everything we said when no words were spoken