I do not fear your high tides. I see no more light in your ocean eyes. You used to be my wild heart. But now, you are only nature to me, a bit of beauty observed from afar as I hold someone elseโs hand and watch you swallow up the sun.
It seems you have a taste for radiance, something you covet, but do not own. You saw this in me, but I will be ****** before I ever again let you come in close enough to drag me under.