Soft whispers; a silent prayer.
A handshake in darkness, cold, despair.
I wish you were here.Anticipation grows,
Far deeper than the weight,
I wish you were here.Anxiety, pressure; you feel it too,
A thousand hours waiting for you,
Here.But you DID come.
Despite the fear,
Despite the pain; I've felt all year,Despite the winter,
Despite the sun,
I wonder only why you've come.Curiosity unfolds, it follows a trend.
I know this now.
This is the end.