Waves

Love is a wave.

Rushing at you like water towards the shore.

It’ll wash away stones leaving beautiful memories behind.

Shiny little shells, each with a story to tell.

It’ll crash into you and knock you back a step.

And as it rushes back, it pulls you deeper.

Slowly, little by little, until all at once,

you’re wrapped in waves and carried out to sea.

-b.e.

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