I was lost.
Swimming in an ocean,
filled only with memories.
Of you,
of us,
together.
I began the voyage willingly.
Hoping to hold on to pieces of you.
But as I kept grasping,
you flowed through my fingers.
I looked up,
only to find that I cold no longer
see the shore.
I was immersed in the past.
My present,
my future,
lost to me.
The waters identical in every direction.
And I knew I could sink -
let all that we were
drown my hopes and dreams
of what I could be.
Or I could continue,
and fight my way to the island
I had to believe,
was just beyond the horizon.
