Blue Seas Blue Skies

Who knew true blue
Is not the color of the sea
But the color of me
While I wait here for you
Not knowing if I’m even
A memory in your mind
Do I exist in your heart
You exist in mine
If I do I hope it’s pleasant
My heart cries
My soul longs
My memory smiles for you
What does it mean
These polar opposites
Existing within
Like a battle with an evil twin
Which is me which is true
Perhaps two halves make a whole
Perhaps I smile because I know
You mean the world to me
Perhaps I cry because I know
I may never see that world again
I may never feel the warmth of its touch
I may never hear the melodic whispers of its breeze
Will my blue seas
Ever lead to blue skies


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