The room was dark,
And the air,
You could feel it,
You could feel it pushing down
On your soul.

But you,
You were burning bright.
A red-hot soul.
It went so well,
With your wet, blue eyes.

My hands rested on your hips
And I looked as deep as I could
Into those stormy blue eyes,
To see if I could see the truth.

I blinked,

And now my hands are resting on this ship
And I looked as deep as I could
Into the stormy blue ocean
To see if I could find you.


To see if I could be as empty as you.