The Monologue That Never Ends
Winter seems long, long, and intense - some type of fog. It's a hazy Winter. It is dark out, it is too early to be dark. I had a dream the night before last. You were with me. Our eyes were twins - sad eyes. Deep eyes. We were smiling at that thought. You are a distraction from the mundane. Ocean Eyes, just like the song. I tell myself it is for the better to talk to you from a distance. The ocean you showed me is vibrant and almost tastes like Summer. I want to dive into those waters and never leave. I want the Summer to be back so that I can be at the beach savoring my solitude. There is no better place than the ocean. The ocean in your arms. I open my eyes - it is still Winter. The landscape has not changed since. Since the day you left.