Waves
Missing you
comes in waves.
Sometimes I’m fine
sometimes it hits me so hard
that the floodgates open
and the currents take
my breath away.
This ocean of memories
is drowning me
and I don’t know how
to swim in this sea.
Missing you
comes in waves.
Sometimes I’m fine
sometimes it hits me so hard
that the floodgates open
and the currents take
my breath away.
This ocean of memories
is drowning me
and I don’t know how
to swim in this sea.
