streams of salt washes my skin
teary eyes portray within.
i tell God,
i intend not to live life with regret
so do give me another chance,
to make amends,
and give her the warmth in my hands.
for only this life i have fully with her
and i hope you realised that too.
because what a shame it would be
if we continue shutting her out,
and playing about
for her to lock her doors again.