I’ve never trusted a body of water
the way I trust these waves
the chill in the early summer
the warmth as we part ways.
The way the sun hits the surface
reflecting the most precious hue.
The same water that caught me in my most frightful moment,
the water that brought me to you.
the same water that washed away so many of my tears
always there
always moving, to wash away my fears.
rise and fall, with my chest after each day.
there is comfort in consistency. there is comfort in consistency.
lrh
