You and I fell in love with the calm before the storm, as all lovers do. When the tepid winds blow across the steady blue plains and sunlight winks through the ocean's collar like a shy school girl, we are mad with happiness. The waves are calm and everlasting and we are just the same. But any lover of the water must know that its temper is likely to change without warning. The tide rushes high and low across a distant shore, and here the waves are churning with a mighty force. It doesn't change how the Sailor feels at home on the Sea, or how your love makes a Shipwreck of me. I'll drown in my love for the water before I waste away by the shore, only looking out from a distance at the ocean I love so. Though this sea bears many storms and my vessel is fragile and small, I would give my life to weather its waves and sail the sunny waters once more.