ocean and you
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It started with a light
a single life.
the light under the door
coming through the cracks in the windows
cracks under the lids
of my eyes
waking slowly
in your arms.
If tears are only saltwater streaks,
then my heart must be as wide and deep
as the ocean
and just as rough and salty.
The waves are crashing against me,
but I only feel numb now.
