Rushing water...

I sit on the rock close to the rushing water, A little to close most will say. I watch the water run along in the same path it has been running through for years. I sit waiting for my love to come, My music plays loud enough for others around me to hear yet there was no one around to hear the music or the cries, there is no one around to see the tears fall from my face in to the rushing water, I cry and I see a shadow come up behind me and i wipe my tears and turn around to see my lover standing there. I stand to meet her in a hug of hope and joy. She knew why i was crying and she knew i didnt want to hurt any more she made my pain go away she fixed my heart once more. She is my lover and we are like the water calm and one. we sit down and watch the water rush by, we talked about things and listened. we watched the rushing water and all the leaves fall in to the water so be washed under.