Fingers that laced throughout my hair;
Fingers that held me under water.

The rhythm of calm waves through my follicles;
The crashing of waves onto my body.

Feeling of being sea-sick on a small boat;
Feeling of being sick with thoughts of you.

Smell of salt in the air on a windy day;
Smell of salt from the fear in my sweat.

Picking up seashells under my feet;
Picking out shattered glass within my feet.

The sounds of the wind and the sea;
The sounds of yelling between you and me.

In the moment I think of apeaceful ocean;
The moments before I slip under the water.