Her heart was an ocean
Deep, blue, and full of life
Waves caressing the sand
Sweeping some away, leaving itself behindHer heart is still an ocean
Still deep, still blue, still full of life
But the water is now darker
Not gentle waves, but a storm insideIt is not so kind
For it distorts her cries
But she's afraid to let go
Holding on for dear lifeNow she sees the fish
The corals and the weeds
They have let go, for they know
That once again, they will growShe is unafraid.
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SHORTS | A Collection of Short Stories
Short StoryA collection of short stories I'm writing as the ideas appear in my head. Some will be sad, some will be happy, it all depends on my mood but these are all my brain babies and I hope you enjoy them ❤️