There's too much I need to say to you. There's too much I need to tell. My words spill out of my mouth, like an overflowing sink, an unstoppable torrent of words.
Your eyes are sea green and even as I look into them I can see the clouds gathering over the sea, I can see the storm brewing behind them, I can see the troubled waters. My words are harsh and they hurt so much, like boiled water that burns your throat and hurts your skin and I can tell you don't agree with a single one of them, but I honesty do believe it's for the best. I can't do this anymore.
You open your mouth and attempt to argue, but I silence you with a kiss, pressing my lips against yours. I silence you with one last kiss, perhaps the last we will ever share, perhaps the last I will ever give. I can love nobody like I love you. There is nobody I would rather have than you. Not her and not him and not them. Only you.
Thoughts of you constantly cloud my mind, like a stormy sea, and I can't do anything else. Perhaps this will make it better, perhaps it will make it worse. We have to see. But there's nothing I can do to rejoin the snap in our deep, deep bond, deeper than the ocean. Deeper than the ocean in your eyes. You seem restless, like the waves that crash relentlessly against the shore and the rocks and the cliffs, wearing them away. You pull apart, as if the wave is receding, biting your lip. You damage and chew at your lip like the sea and the rocks, crashing against them and slowly breaking it down. All these things about you are tearing me apart. You shake your head, small, black waves flying around and falling into your eyes, when you blow them away, irritated and irked, like the coastal wind blows at the trees on the cliffs by the sea. I'm drowning. I'm lost in the sea of your eyes.
I love you. But I can't do this any more. I give in to the waves.