Your eyes shinning like the sea.
Your hair is the beach.
My heart breaks, for I never want to leave.
I know I've felt this before... but this is it... maybe...
I fear to let you in... but now it's too late...
I feel the tears run down my face.
Tears of joy like I've never felt before... I think...
Your soft words drifting in the wind.
Your existence is the sky my butterflies dance through.
My heart breaks, for I never want to leave.
I can't live without you... or can I?
I fear to lose you... but maybe I won't...
I feel my breath stop.
Excitement when you look at me...
My heart breaks... for you...
About the Creator
Lorraine Woiak
I am a psychology and music major at the University of North Dakota. As a part of the Army ROTC program, I am working towards a career as a military psychologist.
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