• atelophobicpoetry 5w

    If I am the Ocean
    She is the Moon
    Secretly moving me, controlling my tides
    Shaking me to my core
    While hidden in the skies
    You think I'm powerful and mysterious
    But wait until she is near
    And my storms will shatter ships and dreams
    Will make me violent and turbulent
    Dashing against rocks and myself
    All because she's too far away
    Always too far away for me touch her the same way