Most people take to the high seas to bask in its marine glory. I take to a different kind of sea. The sea which offers a symphony of words as it ebbs and flows against the wake. A long time ago there were two; a boy and a girl. And this pair were in harmony for a flicker of time. For all the wrong reasons they could not make it work and in an elicit division maintained a mutual distaste that was evident but fading. The bitter torrent of disgust had eroded over time to appear rather as a washed out cavern where feelings used to be housed. This change of emotions was worthwhile for both parties as it gave them the space and time that they needed to figure out just what they needed to continue in their path of living. A certain spirit of their encounter was not lost and was attempted as a rekindle over what appeared to be someone that looked like they had seen a ghost. Streetlights flickered and it was as if no one in the room had mattered at all. A feeling of mutual admiration and loathing was centrifugal in the atmosphere and the two knew that at this point something would need to be discussed.
Outside the night air was thick with emotion. It was as if words had no meaning and emotions were conjoined again. Standing under the bar light while the music swirls about forgetting oneself for awhile; a black dress and a trend later a kiss was shared. It had appeared as if the room was spinning, the smell of perfume was sweet and there was a change in emotions. Memories came rushing back like fuel waves and two perfect people were entwined. Nights like these are but a myth. Understanding typically unattained but between the both it was inherent. Upon daybreak passing the memories, the emotions and the glimmer of possibility the idea of future were bleak and faded like its cavernous predecessor. All was returned to its natural state of being as all along it was better to have left the earth unshaken and let forces of nature be in control of one's fate.
