Some days I imagine
sailing in her eyes.
Her eyes that resemble
the ocean when it’s stormy.
I imagine losing sight of shore
and getting lost in between
the complex waves
the storm has created.
I imagine all the memories and feelings
I would meet at sea
with all their interesting tales.
But maybe I’m not imagining this anymore.
Maybe it has become reality
and I’m just so lost amongst the waves
I can’t tell what’s real
and what’s not.
m.e.o
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