Come

I've been waiting for you to call my name, only God knows how long I've been waiting. Even when the sounds stop buzzing in my ear and the sun goes down, I still feel like listening to your voice.

I cast a spell far away from the places where we have been, so nothing will remain — not a picture of you or me, none to speak about each other. Only the moon will remember stares that we shared.

But in these nights of lonely bliss, I still wait for you to come to me. So come.