Everyday I wake up needing water and you’re not there so I simply don’t drink.
When I rise, you’re the first sip I need so I starve myself from everything.
I could simply go to the gym to feel alright, even that feels like a lie.
I’m not sure what to feel when it has always been empathy.
You made me look at situations better, you molded me to protect myself.
All the illusions I fell for you saw while I was caught staring at the mirages.
Even in the oasis I found you by the well.
I thought you were my treasure yet God told me there was more left.
You told me you would wait for me while I went to find the treasure.
I got my ass beat by a gang and they stole every ounce I found.
Embarrassed, I went back to that church, run down.
In the tree where I wept and slept, I found what I had sought.
When I arrived back to the Oasis, a changed man, it was you I found.
You were waiting for me to come back and so I did, in my arms I found my purpose.
It was never my sheep or the Spanish gold that I sought; it was your heart beating against my chest that made me realize that love was all I ever needed.
Even without you here, I still hear the wind in my ears, whispering to wait. Telling me that with time, I will wash away your pain. If it’s true love then you’ll find it with her again and if it’s not then you will have to continue to make your own decisions.
Son, in these times you must sip from the well, otherwise you will pass.
In the mirage, life is like an hour glass. Each piece of sand appearing like the last.
There is no water holier to sip than the water of patience when you’re in loves grip.