Waves

As the wind blows,
you come crawling slow;
foams of whites and salt water.

Alone at dusk.
You come floating back,
making me look back at the disappearing footprints.

A moment of wishful thinking.
You came from the back of my mind,
vanished in front of my eyes.

Appearing before me,
I struggled with what's right,
but he's not my knight.

Alone again,
the Sun has set.
Find a match to light up the candle again.

Again I ran,
trying to forget and remember;
go back in time.

All the days of emptiness,
I say goodbye to you,
only to embrace you once more.