Anticipation, anxiety, excitement
A whirlwind, so fast
….so slow
It’s not like it was
how could it be
Love overflowing
Roaring like a river
Rocks of insecurity, regret and hurt cut the flow
…..the precious moments sting
They are priceless through
In the blink of an eye
Silence, distance…..waiting
The love will always grow
Written by: Justin Ludwig