Sea Green, Sea Blue.

I miss winter just because I miss when I knew you best
I miss the typewriter in the basement
I miss making your room a mess
i miss not being misused

I miss it all, so I guess I lose

-Sea Green, Sea Blue- 

by Jaymay 

 

 

Sometimes, I feel free of everything

but other times I feel trapped, 

like I want to cry, but have no one to turn to.

But other times it's perfect,

and I love where I am.

The ups and downs, the inns and outs,

the frustrations and smiles, aren't wasted,

or so I hope. 

But until I know, 

I'll just keep passing by,

hoping something will go right. 

But for now, I wait,

and watch the sun set,

sighing, but joyful.

 

 

Love Always,

Ems