The mysterious ocean. You think that the ocean is trying to pull you in and drown you when you can't swim. But you fail to see that it is pushing you to float and make you stay above the water.
Off we go to the skies, Flying where we dared not; Taking dips into the seas we're often scared of. Snuggling the darkness that blinds us; Seeking the light that binds us To the road the heart longed, While walking down the path mind directed.
I've started this weird habit, of late. When someone asks me, 'How are you?' I tell them, 'I'm good. I'm good.' Twice. Once answers them. Twice to convince myself.
Our love is like half cooked food. We're sure it'll upset our gut, Yet we swallow it unchewed , With lots of water and eyes shut; For it's all we have. However what I'm unsure is, Who's damaged worse? For you end up being sick, And I end up vomiting verse.