She was like the ocean. She always has been the taste of salt, the tide that comes close and then pulls back, but promises to return. She was like the ocean, deep enough to sink you, but never so far that the light can not reach…
She was like the ocean. She always has been the taste of salt, the tide that comes close and then pulls back, but promises to return. She was like the ocean, deep enough to sink you, but never so far that the light can not reach…