Like the waves on the shore
I'm scared of the blue water
The ocean, unfrozen
I say I like the cold because
It helps me feel more real
Or just more, I'm unsure
What the difference is anymore
I'm scared of the salt in my eyes
Making tears, unclear
If I remember the last time
I cried, won't lie
I'm not over you yet, you bet
I remember the taste of your lips, fingertips
I miss your kiss
The moon pulls me back
Back to your tides, confide
In me each of your secrets, your regrets
The corners of your soul that
Even you avoid, I remember
The words you sing, they ring
Through clear salty air, the care
You take when you shape
You songs all night long
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