Lost in the sea. Lost in your eyes. Lost in your love.
Am I lost in the depth of the ocean?
Waves crash against the shore. So are you the ocean, if I’m the shore?
I see a sea turtle. A large one with a colorful glow.
It opens my eyes and I can see the life inside you. It’s bright. And warm.
But when you wrap your arms around me, they’re cold and dark.
Are we like dolphins and lions? Different from so many perspectives and meant to stay apart.
But again, the lion chases dolphins, while they run. And they do outrun him, because the lion can’t swim. Because the lion will drown into the depth of the ocean.
So if I let myself drown and die for your love. Will you push me back onto the shore and let the lions, whom are so afraid of drowning take me. And tear me apart, piece by piece, part by part. And heart by heart.
I’m not the only one who’s afraid to let myself drown into a love of another.
There will always be one ocean, that lets you drown. And one that pushes you away.
There will always be one shore, that’s brave enough to try. And one that will never get wet, because it’s too afraid to die.
Just hearing the prospect of my brother's proposal plunged me into an ocean where I am not allowed to surface. I can only struggle and hope some fisherman, or a dolphin, or jellyfish to rescue me, n u d g e me, ssstttingg me back to the currents above. I have this anchor locked to my tears, and I can't make
a sound. If they notice, I will begin to cry. I don't want them to know that I'm bad again. They are not the right people who should know. I just want someone to care about me as much as I care about them. I deserve love, like everyone deserves air.