“You can try and hold me back. Build your damn walls, pack sandbags along the edges and yell at the clouds and the rain and the sky to stop.
But I will not relent. I will reach you. Because I am the sea. And I will continue to love you no matter what.”
“She reminds him of every good day
he’s ever had. Every summer spent in
fields of grass. Every sunrise. Every
sunset. She tastes like dew and smells
like light. And when she speaks, it’s
like someone slowly plucking the
strings of a guitar, a sadly beautiful
song starting to play, all his own.
And he loves her.”