They say,
whoever you think of when you stand in front of the ocean is the one you love.

beach, ocean, and photography image

For a week I stood there...
The sand reminded me of your beautiful skin.
The sun of your cute smile.
And the stars of your clear eyes.

For a week I stood in front of all these beaches of different names, but I only read yours on every wave.
No matter how far I sunk, or miles I overcame, or how restless I became, I stood in front of the ocean and I could not shake off the thought of you. I'm not sure if that means something is incredibly wrong with me, or something is perfectly right with you.