situation/ship

darling, baby, i await your presence again

when your hair will swish the door frame

and wave of relief tsunamis into our home

i’m so overwhelmed, i’ll say i’m no longer alone

but you’re still just a wave, you come

once we reunite into one on my shore

i want you to stay, but you look at me

leaving as you say sorry ‘i don’t know anymore’

you’re lying, right beneath the sun

until you’ve had “just a bit of fun”

my friends say ‘return them to sea’

‘cause when they’re done, they go eventually’

i don’t listen and buy you sunscreen

50 SPF, will you stay please forever?

i’ll buy it until my wallet empties

and you say no: ‘it’s not you, it’s my allergies’

i believe it and reply ‘i understand’

who else could make that sound true

i feel content, my chest softens into sand

my love sinks deep; anchor chaining me to you

having something to hold on to just feels better than nothing