I often wonder, and ponder about what reminds me of you.
What season, song, sensation,
What flower, feeling, food,
Makes me stop and think just about you.

And then I got it,
A multitude of things that remind me of you.

You are like a stream.
A gentle stream, one that is placed deep, hidden in nature.
Serene, refreshing, crisp .
You are like a stream.

You are like a river.
A rhythmic beat,a ribbon of life.
Enchanted with a mist of mystery,
Harmonious and vibrant.
You are like a river.

You are like the sea.
A powerful yet quiet scene,
An irresistible force drawing others in, a refreshing breeze .
You are like the sea.

You are like the ocean.
A vast breathtaking moment,
Filled with limitless possibilities,
Sapphire, pristine Love.
You are like the Ocean.

But.

Just like the Stream, you have hidden poisons inside that can **** with a smile.
Just like the river, the force of your rapids can delightfully shatter a skull.
Just like the sea, you can drag someone in and drown them in their shame.
Just like the ocean , you contain memories so deep, you watch as we sink.

You are like water,
You can give life, and you can take it.
You can hurt but you can heal.
But you never leave scars in places that can people see,
You are like Water.

You are not fire that your passion is fast but your marks are seen.
Your not earth that your damage is heard while you rest easy.
Your not air that the wounds are quick and you seek peace.

You are water, deadly deep,
Peaceful pain,
Shallow yet wisdom filled,
A contradiction, a solution.
Something that I desperately need,
Even when it kills me.

Now I found what reminds me of you, yet at the same time leaves me more confused.
Yes you are like water that’s for certain,
But what form will you be for me.