Ocean [MINSUNG]

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I apologize for the errors in this one-shot, but English isn't my first language (I'm Italian) so plz don't kill me if I made mistakes.

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Sometimes I ask myself if without having met you I would be happy now. I have a big house, a fantastic career as a doctor, friends who support me everytime, a family who loves me... but I can't stop thinking about you.

It's strange, isn't it? I have everything, but at the same time I feel like I have nothing.

It's like having an ocean inside. Most of the time, it's pretty quiet in general, but sometimes comes a storm. A really bad storm, with dark clouds, terrible wind and waves.

It happens when I remember you; your deep eyes that used to look at me when we were together, your soft lips that I dreamed so much, your fluffy hair...

It hurts, a lot.

Memories are like chains on my ankles, they try to keep me under water, let me drown in my sadness. But I like all of it, because every sort of pain disappears; I can't hear the voices of who tells me to forget you, I can't feel the melancholy that kills me slowly everyday.

It's only me, water and your memory.

When I was little, I used to have fear of the ocean. An endless expanse of cold, dark water. Maybe on the surface it can seem light and quiet, but under it I didn't know what was hiding, so I was scared of it.