No, because when you chose to drift away, I’ll still be standing at the port where our ship set sail.

I’m personally quite tired of watching others affections rise and fall like the tide until they all but recede, or do entirely in some cases.

No because I’d rather keep them contained like a glass of water I can easily maintain, something only my neglect or thirst can cause to evaporate or drain.

I Myself, I’m more like the moon, I have two sides.

But you’ll only ever see the one.

And as much as I yearn to draw you in close, my magnetic personality will only pull you so close to me before its time to move on to the next phase or cycle.

And then I have to take time to collect myself once again.

Roaming a blind yet constant orbit always stopping and reflecting on those same waves.

I’d like to just once feel their kiss, but alas once is never enough.

What then would the next dream be?

No, because I love too many to tell you that you are special, after all there are many fish in the ocean.

But when that ocean is the real catch, how can you ask me to pick just one molecule of water out of such an immense expanse of beauty you can find nowhere else.