I've been sleeping all day, trying to dream up some kind of way that my arms could grow around you like a tree.
Steady and strong, as the years tack worries on, you could lay them all on me as my limbs creak in the breeze.
The leaves would fall like silver in your hair.
I've been thinking all day, how those tears rolled down your face like twin rivers that could only bear you away.
But, no matter how hard I try, I'm just a tree on the riverside. Watching as you drift away from me.
I've been dreaming all day, that the rainy season came. The banks of both those rivers began to rise. I felt the water on my skin and then those rivers fell again, but this is what keeps me here on these banks for all these years, just wishing for the day you finally pull me in.