You are the moon to my ocean.
Lately, however, the tide has been rising quite high. I find myself losing air as the waves crash over me more and more each day.
I've been trying to hold onto what's left in my lungs.
"A little longer, just a little longer."
Though I seem to be repeating that phrase to no end, it hasn't exactly been helping me wade through the water like it used to.
I hope things will change.
I don't want to drag the moon down with me.
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random thoughts & scrawls
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