my favorite thing was always the ocean.

i loved everything about it.

the color. the sounds. the way the waves could either delicately crash into the thick sand, or desperately splash against it.

a friend once said that the ocean was bipolar. it could either seem slow and soft, or quick and harsh. it could be a fun place to play, but a war zone at the same time.

not only is the ocean itself dangerous, but it holds animals and creatures and species that could kill. others were friendly.

i was a fan of the ocean, but not of the creatures. fish scare me.

i always figured i could never ever love anything more than the ocean. nothing could ever amount to the amount of love i had for the waves and the splashes.

until i met luke hemmings.