The Flares

After all this time, my heart won’t give up.

Even after constantly being trampled, gutted, and discarded,

it still dares to hope of finding a person that may or may not exist.

A shadow or a dream of a person who could save us

from the ocean of loneliness, we are stranded in

as a result of being abandoned by the many before.

It doesn’t mind that they left us to drown in our silence.

My heart only looks forward

To the next person that could be our lifesaver.

The one that would finally save and find us in this dark ocean

With his heart that burns with as much passion as ours.

But until then, we will float here

Waiting for his flares that would lead us home.