My love was like the ocean 

and I could see him slowly drifting from my shore.

Every day he waded further,

’Til I could see his face no more.

I lost him.

I followed in his footsteps,

Desperately doggy paddling towards him,

Reaching out for a hand that wasn’t outstretched

And hoping he save me on a whim.

I was sinking.

Bubbles wiggled out of my nose,

My eyes shutting every centimeter I sunk.

Oh, how I wished he would have saved me

From my poor heart; love-drunk.

I was fading.

The sea began cradling me,

Lulling me into a trance.

My body wooshed and swayed,

Giving a new meaning to dance.

He was gone.