across the oceans

everytime there's a sudden wave of emotional reset, i believe the first thing that floats above the ocean before anything else starts to rise is you. you might have forgotten me when we last coupled our breaths together, struggled to make up words and then at last, we were buried in the depths of the trench. 

i don't remember you but i suffered a lot before i learned about you. maybe our experiences aren't matched enough, maybe i should suffer more. but i know you, silk and gold wrapped around your bed frame, your eyes kneel to the clouds above but your heart is drowning underneath the castle, along with all the remains washed up on the shore. the boy with enough promises in his father's will to save a lifetime but remains the loneliest in his royalhood.

i hated you but i wanted to leave you alone, curious enough to poke and prod the dimensions in my head that surrounded you. now i'm tangled in beauty that is love. i hated you long enough to know this isn't love. that is all but limerence. that push and pull filled me with so much intrigue, i just wanted to eat any available heart as long as i don't have to feel the beating heart of mine. 

in summary: i can't stop thinking about you