Point End Of A Fish

There were times where I wish I want to be beside you. Flourish our feelings together, discovering each other like a roller coaster adventure. But there were times I was like a drowned fish in the sea. Trying to walk when all I needed was to be reminded to swim in the open sea. I kept forgetting over and over again that all I needed was to go with the flow. Ride with the waves, and not fight over it. Maybe that was why I was a fish, drowning in its own only living home. I was reaching for something I couldn't do, or rather, a fantasticism.

I had been living too much on an open book rather than an open eyes on the sea I was living in. I fantasize such that a fish could walk when only it could swim. Have I only had my eyes open on the sea I live in, I could've swum to you instead of walking like a fool of a fish.