I long for someone like the shore longs for the ocean.
I crave the feeling of the waves crashing beneath my feet.
I need the breeze to keep me alive.
I want the sand to keep me me.
I long for someone like the flowers long for the bees.
They benefit each other nicely.
Will I ever be that dependent on a person?
Will they even care?
The air I breathe is thick.
My love I have is bigger.
But my longing just isn't enough.
Am I even enough?
The more people think they're worthless.
The more the world aches.
The ocean can't long for the shore forever.
Neither the flowers can long for the bees.
It all ends eventually.
And so will we.
