broken dreams

oceans and storms

i wanted to write

about heartbreak and tears.

about the suffocating pain one feels.

i wanted to compare the torture to 

oceans and storms and 

transform messy feelings into words.

but, then i realised that

i can't.

because it isn't my heartbreak that is messy,

it is my love.

it is the never ending fear

of being replaced.

the gripping paranoia constantly running

through my veins.

it is the realisation that this feeling

of pure and utter happiness

will not last forever.

And this cannot be compared

to oceans and storms,

because it is not poetic or hauntingly beautiful.

it is plain.

it is love,

and it is the fear of losing this love.

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