Hearts On an Ocean.
He loves Me. He loves Me not…
Thetides roll in with you sitting on the beach. You sit there, calmly. Waiting for your adventure. I want to go out to you, but we are separated by oceans with waves tearing us apart. What is this feeling? Was it an infatuation? That didn't seem to fit. Could it be…love? Am I to young to love? To young to understand? This isn't love. Or was it…? You notice me, and smile your quirky smile and wave to me. I smile. I wave back. I act as though everything is normal, but inside I scream for you to hold me. I sit down beside you, and you continue to look into the distance. Oceans still separate us. This couldn't be love. You say how it is to hot out here, and you remove you jacket. Your crown pendant gleams. I fold my arms around my knees, and let my eyes wander over the ocean.
" What's wrong?" You know me to well I guess. I smile, and hide my longing.
" Nothing. I'm A Okay!" You look unconvinced. Am I that horrible of a liar? Your Blue hues linger at mine, then turn away. All is silent except for the Ocean. This couldn't be…it isn't possibly love.
" I love the ocean…" I start. you smile.
" It reminds me of you." I look to him with eyes that probably have tripled their size. You couldn't love me… He again looks away. Silence again fallows, but there is something different. Maybe we are thinking the same thought? Slowly the Ocean's tides that separate us cease, and it is up to us to walk across. He closes the gap between us, and puts a hand behind my neck. This couldn't be love. He slowly moves in. Not possibly love…He presses his lips to mine softly, and when I don't pull away he kisses my forhead and trails down my nose back to my lips. This couldn't be love…but then perhaps it could.