100 Word Wednesday 65

Looking through the wooded knot, it’s a keyhole to a door I can’t open.

The soothing scene in the distance is a dream I can’t reach.

I don’t even see you there, in the waves, or on the sand.

I think you’re there in the scene, or is it my imagination?

Our dream was to be there together.

Why do we do this to ourselves, dream the impossible?

It’s a beautiful scene, why does it trouble me so,

I knew it couldn’t be true, I knew we’d never be there.

Looking through keyholes, my only wish is to be there.

100 Word Wednesday: Week 65