You,.. everytime I look at you, You feel like the ocean. The way it feels like an escape, You feel the very same, You,... you are filled with depth and passion. You,... you are my ocean.
I am going to be stronger and wiser to myself this time. You weren't there in my hardest time, And you left me at a time when I too needed somebody the most, I guess that somebody just wasn't you. So hear me out while I scream it to your face while you call me selfish and inhuman, You weren't there when I needed you the most. Now I am not obliged to get back to square one and loose myself again in the process to be good to you, because I am. too busy being good to myself