Drunken love sickness

I found a message in a bottle late one summer night.

It said ‘Trust in this love, and everything will feel right.’

Within the space between each tick of the clock

Love fades away like the tide from the desolate shore.

Brazenly, I was thinking my heart found a dock,

But I’m stumbling, and you won’t hold my hand anymore.

When this love was born it began a life of its own.

At ease like the stars wrapped in the warm night air,

Simple yet beautiful, something I’d never known,

I got lost in your eyes and their intense stare.

So the love wandered off between each beat of my heart.

I’ve found no message in a bottle since we’ve been apart.