I’m sorry that I can't love you. Part of me wants to dive in your unknown ocean, but baby I hate the cold. Baby, there may be a shark and he will eat me whole. I’m caged at the top of the cliff with the raven that won't fly for its wings has been broken far too many times. Lost in the weeds sometimes it’s all I see. I couldn't love you because of the echoes of that raven while it cries out in vain. The Raven knows you can't love when you're broken. ****, I wish I would have learned that from my last ocean dive. Baby his ocean, never saw sunlight. The clouds would surround him and I. I swear to god it now comforts me as the darkness is all I’ve to know. Tentacles would submerge me under the dark blues and make me promise I’d stay. His words became barnacles on my body as I’d try to pull them off to let myself be free, but there would be more harm than just staying still.