i felt lonely,
and i missed someone
i talked for a half of an hour
and made inside jokes with myself.
sometimes i wonder how you really feel about me these days.
the ocean rolled over my eyelids though,
my feet sank into the grassy meadows,
so i'm a bit lost at the moment
swaying with tides and stalks,
in an ocean of my own accord
the seaweed is wrapping tightly around my torso
and if it were my last words to utter,
i'd tell you how i really feel.
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