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*It’s time to let go,
Time to rest,
Time to sleep,
And time to dream again.

She's the ocean, people describe her as color blue. But she is not just one color: she's cyan, and turquoise, navy blue, and white. She's green and blue-green and sometimes brown. She's a spectrum of a lot of colors.

She's the ocean, people describe her tides as low and high, shallow and deep; but she isn't just about the extremes, her range cannot be measured by just how she looks like.

She's the ocean, she can tear you apart and drown you when she's angry; but she can also help you sail to safety.

All these I know because I fell in love with her, but I have a lot to learn. *She's the ocean, a lot of parts still unknown.

It’s like you're drowning
Every movement
Is an act of desperation
Loved ones stand securely on the shore
Tossing you lifelines, but in your panic
You grab the closest piece of flotsam
Hoping to stay afloat
Just a little longer

her,
she isn't like the rest.
wearing dark colors,
with the brightest of smiles
dreaming of the day when she fully loves herself
taking time to compliment everyone,
except for the girl in the mirror.
i know she wouldn't believe me
if i told her she's the prettiest lady i've ever seen
she may not be noticed by millions,
or as many people as she'd like to be,
but i notice her,
everyday.

Remember all I said?
Forget it.
Remember from that day?
Forget me.
Remember that stuff about us?
Forget you.
Remember who we used to be?
I'm forgetting.
Remember all I tried to say?
Forgive it.
Remember all that from today?
Forgive me.
Remember all that stuff about you?
Forgive you.
Remember what we are now?
I'm forgiving.