Your love is like the ocean waves. Demanding. Crashing. Just when I start to enjoy the beautiful ride of your love, the undertow takes you away once more. I never see the crash coming.
I always believe that the calmness would last- forever being rocked in your love. One second I am floating, feeling you all around me- completely lost in your beauty. Now I am drowning.
I breathe in, and you start to fill my lungs, and my soul.
Suffocating, I am held below the water, trying to find another wave to wash me onto shore again, just to wait for a wave to ride once more.