Over Sea Me

Um, lil poem about someone.

Over Sea Me

I hang onto you every word, like the ocean dragging back on the sand.

Yet you push me away, like a wild current.

The hand of God.

Powerful, yet kind.

We question your presence on most days,

But you come through when it suits your life.

Even though I'm not in your bliss,

I wish you wouldn't miss the importance,

of our friendship.

Author's Note

What are your opinions? Any responses?