Amelia_v

I’m at the ocean again, 

and I feel at home again. 

The salt breeze always reminds me of seaweed, 

green string stitched into blue silk, 

brown tangles piled on the rocks' edge. 

I wasn't sure what to think.

I never wanted that.

I didn't question love.

I didn't realize,

I was missing the idea of missing.

It was maybe strange,

to want to connect...

old and new.