it has become cold but not for all only for your reflection a bulletproof window
wasted time on marble floor sand trapped in a room seeping out a window to reveal sunlight
a beach of perfection but pollution sharks all around me as i watch from the bars yet a beautiful clear ocean
thriving life and vivid colors i hear the hum of distant whales but my lungs overflow with water
conditioner in my curls in need of a thorough rinse and i in need of the ocean
I'm moving on from old toxic infatuations and peaceful alone. But, I've met someone that I really like but old conditioning and comfort causes hesitance