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We
find ourselves alone again.
But
before we completely swim in different directions, I’d like to let you know a
few things.
I’m
sorry we weren’t able to take our much-awaited adventures together. I’m sorry
we sailed when the tides weren’t in cadence and I’m sorry I had to make a
choice, for fear of us both getting stuck among stormy skies and roaring waves.
Thank
you for understanding, appreciating and accepting my prune-like fingers. For
watching the skies change with me. For loving and marveling at how the sunlight
seeps through the ocean surface, and tangles the curves of our bodies so
perfectly. For reminding me that the depth we were submerged in and the
saltiness of the water was, at one point, actually harmless. For soothing me
and keeping me warm when I felt chills from the water’s sudden or random change
of temperature.
Thank
you for guiding me as I stepped off the shore despite the grave uncertainties and
possible dangers you knew were in store for us.
As I
plunge deeper, explore further, and eventually find solace and be at peace with
the ocean’s foreign entities I once knew, I would silently pray and be grateful
for meeting the boy who helped me learn how to breathe underwater. I’m learning
again.
And
even though I couldn’t join you or even allow you to compromise the kind of
voyage you deserve, I’m glad I didn’t drift away, even when I had multiple
chances to.
I
really did enjoy my stay and I hope you did too.
I hope
you never forget that whether we do it together or apart, the ocean is still
ours to conquer.
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