TidalA Poem by Britt
I'm not sure if I was ready for you to leave,
Maybe I wasn't ready for you to begin with. I find myself asking; Do the sandy beaches on the shore ever get used to the waves departing and leaving them to pull themselves together Again and Again? Would it have been so bad if you had lingered? If your waters had enveloped me completely... I would have welcomed you into my lungs because what was mine was always yours and what was yours was never mine. Just like the beach is just a beach, Forever waiting for the tide.
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