I sat and watched the ocean… watched the waves crash into each other. I wished that waves could take me too, so I would just eb and flow, rise with the tide and sometimes low. The moon will call me every single day, towards itself and I will try to reach towards it up to the sky. I will love the moon forever. I will wait for it every single night to come up and make me motile. To make my waves go high. I will be faithful to the moon, and moon alone. And maybe someday, even after centuries have passed, it will come up to me and I will get to touch it. Maybe it will submerge into me and we will be together. Till then I will wait for the moon… Every single night. And watch it’s beauty shine, reflect over my waves making them bright.
I promise I will wait.