It's been a while, honestly I don't know why I'm writing to you
Maybe I've gotten so used to you,—
Lost in myself, finding another reason to be so blue
Cos you are an ocean, in those tides pushing and pulling
Times of me pushing away my obvious sadness,
Just to pull me much closer to you
And in the growing distant; a beautiful site of calm and peace
But it takes me sailing through these rough waters of my mind
Fighting the winds of voices; fighting against you!