It rained, and it was too soon.
Guess I wasn’t ready for it.

I flicked the match
Lighted it it up
And waited out in the corner.
I’m losing all my coins,
I’ve bet it all out and bartered.

You’ve seen a plush pool;
Dove right into it,
And it was nothing but comfortable.
Now the ocean is nothing but a distant place
Nothing but a story to weave.
Nothing but a thought to ponder.
You were nothing but another wave.
I was just nothing to you in the end.