We move like the ocean

Sun, 09/14/2014 - 12:04 -- aiquynh

Love is the ocean.

It's unpredictable, one minute it's smooth sailing and the next it's a terrifying storm of overwhelming waves.

And if love is the ocean, and you're my love then you're the ocean.

Terrifying and beautiful at the same time.

Clarity and insanity all at once.

I tried to survive your waves but at one point I drowned trying to stay afloat.

It's funny how something that takes everything out of you leaves you feeling refreshed when it's emptying you.

And that's precisely what you did. You took everything out of me when I thought I was getting refreshed. I only realized it when I realized I couldn't see any more light from the bottom.


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