The Ocean.

It is said that when you stand in front of the ocean, the first person that comes to your mind is your true love, but what if all you can think about, all that you can register is the sheer size of the ocean, blue, deadly, and yet so beautiful in its tumult; what if all you can think about is how lovely it would be to have the ocean fill up every nook and crevice inside you, fill up your lungs to the brim, embalm your heart and every blood vessel with its salty kisses; what if all you can do is try to not jump headfirst into the roaring blues because to you, it would be an honor to drown your sorrow-laden, tired bones in such majesty.

What if when you stand in front of the ocean, all you can think about is death?

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14 thoughts on “The Ocean.”

    1. Same! Although it also scares me because a wild ocean is beyond hypnotizing, it calls out to me in a way anything else seldom has and all logic takes leave.

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