-The Sailor

[Just words to picture inspiration]

The horizon, it taunts me. I stare out to it and watch as it slowly begins to hide, ducking into the ocean until our eyes no longer connect. It takes with it my hopes and my dreams, robbing me. My heart melts into the waters with it. I wait by the shoreline, daily, dreaming of his return. Longing to feel love's embrace, desperate to gaze into his blues again and smell the musk of the ocean upon him. The very ocean who keeps him from me. If only it would allow me fair time, I wouldn't hate it so. But it has never been kind to me. It always wins. It carries his days while I carry my darkness for months. I could let the vastness have him and allow my heart to find another but that will never be. He's netted my very being and I will forever remain tangled in his aquatic ropes, captive. My heart has been captured so here I will sit, daily, patiently waiting for his return. The ocean is cruel. The horizon, it taunts me. The sailor, he has me. The waiting, it kills me. I slowly die beside each crashing wave. But I cannot leave. I cannot stop staring out past the waters, waiting. For him.