when everything is too heavy to hold, i go here.
a dock on the edge of the water,
my legs dangling over an endless navy abyss.
i want to be alone here.
not with you.
not with anyone.
i want to be alone with just me and the city and the miles of water before it,
and as a perfect sun sets,
i will sit and watch
the never flickering lights, the ants of people crawling through the streets
all miles away laying on a bank of water.
i look down a little more,
just to see the reflection of the city,
but i turned my head too much-
now i'm just staring at myself.
the waves keep brushing against my legs,
and i can think of a million reasons why i should be on my own,
but none of them satisfy.
i can't really describe it, but everything is so scary nowadays,
what with the mess i made of it all.
so each drop of water feels like a hurricane,
and i can't hold it together,
and i know i said i wanted to be alone,
but the view is so lovely.
i just can't stop thinking that i would love to share it with somebody like you.