"I hope
there will be a time
when the ocean
will realize its depth
and fall deeply
in me too..."
said the land.
I knew that tone,
the pleading,
the fear of being
unloved.
—I don't know how to tell him it's over when I can't even say it to myself
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an ocean of teardrops
PoetryI avoid surfaces with reflections, avoid facing reality. At the sea, where I last washed away my scars only to have them appear in different places, different faces. And so I try comforting myself through imaginary conversations with the people I lo...
