Of Fear.
A storm blows over.
A dream dies.
A lonely soul placed unto this lonely beach.

Would you stay if i asked you to?

The waves crash upon the shores leaving bubbly white froth in its wake.
The evening sun sets; claiming its warmth for its own.
No...
not before it paints the sky in a luminous and iridescent glow.
As if reminding us of its granduer.
An eternal art; untouchable even long after we disappear.

Would you wait if i asked you to?

An eternity blooms ahead casting its vast shadows of uncertainty.
A fairytale guise;
Yet it spins a tale of treachery;
Of long arduous journeys and of eternal longing.

Would you hold me while i cry?
Would you wait while i fade?
Would you stay till the days die and hear my apology.
Would you forgive me?

Life is full of choices...
but what of fear?

What of it?