the child plays gracefully on the slide
think about how her love is like a tide
pushing and pulling along the shore
but all she wants is just a little bit more
more of whatever he has to give
cause in her mind, she needs him to live
like the shells across the sea,
the rippled surface reminds myself of me
different mistakes but in the same pattern
but in the end, he's all that matters
our toes stuck in the warm sand
holding on tightly to each others hand
the glare in his eyes, the look of love
he knows hes not a soul above
but he knows he's like my tide
and i hope he's always by my side<3