
i think i'll always find the sea. and if i don't find the sea, perhaps the sea will find me.
and i'll find you at the sea.
in each other's company by the sea.
you always know what to say, and if there's nothing to say, that it's okay.
i think i want to say but then i think too much and that say never becomes anything.
it circulates one too many times in my mind tumble-drying my mouth with the consistent spirals of thought.
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