To Murder An Ocean ✨

[winee]

I gave you a horizon, and you asked me for a cup of water.

That was my first mistake, thinking that if I poured enough of myself into your empty hands, you would eventually learn how to hold me. I had an ocean for you. A terrifying, beautiful, infinite thing, filled with currents of devotion that could have carried you across lifetimes.

And now, I am left completely empty.
No longer an ocean.
Not even a storm.

Just a barren, cracked, and weeping seabed, watching the very last of my waves fall from my eyes,
realizing I completely dehydrated my soul for a person who was afraid of a single drop of rain.

Look at me now,
There are no more waves!
I’ve ruined my own nature just so you can breathe.
Isn't this enough?
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[Honey bunch]

I gave you a horizon, and you asked me for a cup of water.

That was my first mistake, thinking that if I poured enough of myself into your empty hands, you would eventually learn how to hold me. I had an ocean for you. A terrifying, beautiful, infinite thing, filled with currents of devotion that could have carried you across lifetimes.

And now, I am left completely empty.
No longer an ocean.
Not even a storm.

Just a barren, cracked, and weeping seabed, watching the very last of my waves fall from my eyes,
realizing I completely dehydrated my soul for a person who was afraid of a single drop of rain.

Look at me now,
There are no more waves!
I’ve ruined my own nature just so you can breathe.
Isn't this enough?
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An ocean was never meant to fit into someone's empty hands.

The tragedy isn't loving deeply; it's forgetting to save some of that love for yourself.

The right person won't ask you to shrink your depth just to make them comfortable. ​