Post by lorshauntedleg on Nov 4, 2012 13:02:35 GMT -5
When I think of you
I see the ocean
I feel the sand
I can hear the salt air whistle past
Standing on the middle ground
Not water, not land
I can’t stop the tears
They fall over and over
How perfect
Salt water and salt water
No one ever has to know
How they fall
Gasping for breath
I might be drowning…
I’m not.
But I wish I was
It will never leave
And no one knows
A two sided beauty
Can hurt and heal
The ocean will never be the same
It was my salvation
And now the salt stings
The open wound
I miss you
And I have no right
I see the ocean
I feel the sand
I can hear the salt air whistle past
Standing on the middle ground
Not water, not land
I can’t stop the tears
They fall over and over
How perfect
Salt water and salt water
No one ever has to know
How they fall
Gasping for breath
I might be drowning…
I’m not.
But I wish I was
It will never leave
And no one knows
A two sided beauty
Can hurt and heal
The ocean will never be the same
It was my salvation
And now the salt stings
The open wound
I miss you
And I have no right