Ripples coming from the epicentre of the ocean
Bobbing up and down, as if falling apart
2 days, 2 weeks, 2 months, 2 years passed
It still was there, dealing with the rough waves
Enjoying the calmness of the ocean at times
Like a ferris wheel with ups and downs

It's your last
With not more than 6 months
What am i to do
What am i
Without you?

The boat's endured
and still is enduring.
And waiting for the day where it will be high up, forever.

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leemayee is trying to be poetic but failed miserably (AGAIN!)

im kind of tearing because im so stressed with the coming mid years. CREATIVESUITE. I cannot NOT have it. I'm trying to push myself but i just lack the mood to study. Fuck man.