If I could write a letter to myself,
Send it to a parallel version of me,
and entail how you could make me feel,
I would wait on your love forever.
For you are my moon,
And your glistening light only helps
To illuminate each of the stars.
You are the waves
That crash against my beach,
and erase the harsh touch
Of footprints on my sand.
You are the rain
That holds me with your song,
Hiding my tears
In blanketing drops of your own.
And even though I have to wait
To be in your arms,
and every minute apart from you
Tears my beating heart,
I would still write that letter to myself.
Because your love is like the sunrise:
Only the first chapter
To another perfect day.
