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I was painted blue with your love. But I'll get back up again. Only to swim in the sea of another's eyes. To sail in the dreams of a new lovers mind. To forget about the memories I choose not to remember. To push away the old feelings I'd rather leave behind. You are the cushion of old familiarity like a couch I became use to. The groves of a body settled into place. Accustomed to seeing your form and caressing your face. But when I needed comfort. I couldn't find you. No more swimming in blue oceans looking for the end of rising tides. It's time for a new adventure my heart is in need it something I can call mine.
Love always, Esha <3
