I Wish...

Beautiful cold breeze whispers in my ear
The same words as you said once before.
Tears create a river that glistens in the sun,
So one day you will learn to know that I'm-
I'm not going to cry anymore for you to love.
Trees' jaded leaves are sharp as daggers
And you don't care if they pierce my skin.
My words are fragile, but yours are harsh.
I can't win the sun's warmth and embrace
Because you are keeping me in this night,
Dark like a raven, empty as my broken heart.
I wish for the white moon, I wish for the stars
To bring me the morning, sweet as a kiss.