but my love,

i feel like a lost ship,

abandoned within the waves of your love.

for i do not wish

to find

l a n d


i prefer to

d r o w n

in the hurricane that is

your love because

my darling,


dying while loving you

would be a blessing

or would it be a curse?

a way from the universe

to push me down

because, my love,

to me,

you are as majestic

as rogue waves during a storm

and to you, i am the little lake

you like to throw rocks at

from time to time

to you,

i am not beautiful

just a simple little thing

that shouldn't be looked at twice


but my love, you've never

actually said any of that


please, prove

my thoughts

w r o n g

y.o.