you said
time was
suppose
to heal
you promised
that I'll be better
if you disappear
but all
I have felt
growing
is the weight of
ocean
currently drowning
who we used
to be
before we had
distances
the size of
mountains
lying between
us
—love, stay with me
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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...
