The Sea and Me

I feel like I’m losing myself here.

I should take a step back before the waves catch the legs of my jeans.

You know how I hate having them wet and cold around my ankles.

It drives me mad.

I have to learn to release love into infinity.

Such as the waves that caress the sand and never linger.

Never expecting yet always giving.


Most possibly,

I might not be as blue as the sea before me.