Your eyes were the ocean I wanted to get lost in.
The realization that you still exist consoled me.
Your presence fed my soul and my hopes that never died
For the ocean I was lost in.
My intuition kept me revived for the hurricane I evolved in.
Why did you touch the dry sand, so deprived,
In agony? Who left, becoming an echo,
Rejecting the elements thriving for the ocean
It once evolved in?
I stood upon that shore, feeling the weight of the tide,
Memories crashing like waves, too powerful to hide.
The whispers of the wind carried your name,
Each breath a reminder of our fleeting flame.
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Lost In Your Ocean
PoetryIn the aftermath of a love that felt as vast as the ocean, a young man grapples with the echoes of a relationship that has slipped away. Her eyes were the water he wanted to drown in, but now he stands alone on the shore, haunted by memories that cr...
