It's not your fault,
as I was the one.
I saw the roses growing in unexpected places,
I saw the walls burning down with expeditious intentions and no explanation
you'd think no one could here it happening,
yet I listened,
and i could hear his cries,
his oceans crashing into cliff sides.
I believed it.
And i did so, because when his oceans crashed into mine, it was a beauty god himself would have been jealous of.
Siren couldn't compete with the beauty that was our interactions, and they were flattered,
yet I have no matter.
Because her oceans,
found yours first
Yet I believed it when you said mine were bluer.