and when you watch the waves crash onto the shore,
i hope you remember that you were once a pearl,
who unknowingly washed up on the island that i was -
abandoned, with nothing other than what makes me an island;
trees growing inside me and
rocks covering me up.
nothing that can benefit someone like you.

and maybe that was the reason why the ocean took you back;
i did not know what to do
i always thought anything i would do would push you away.
what i didn’t know was
not doing anything would make you feel less than what you really are to me.

i was happy to have a gem amidst the wreck that i was.
you were the only thing about the island that was special.
you were the only thing that made me feel special.
and then you had to go
because i still wasn’t enough.

you were pretty ******* important
and i hate myself for not knowing what to be for you.
you will exist somewhere,
and i will be here,
hoping there would be another you who will wash up on my island

and this time, i promise i would do what i was afraid to do
because i don’t want to lose someone like you.