When I Meet You Next
The first time I met you,
You came to me from beyond the shores of the ocean.
The second time I met you,
You sat next to me to watch the sky turn pink as the stars passed overhead.
The third time I met you,
You walked alongside me through the quiet streets of an empty town.
The fourth time I met you,
You didn’t stay long, but you let me know that you’d be back.
The fifth time I met you,
You seemed like an oasis in an arid desert when you saved me from being alone
I hope the next time I meet you,
Is when I’m awake.
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