After years of meeting you, was by the ocean...
Your shoulder which I laid on felt like a comfortable home with the nice breeze.
Looking at the ocean together was the best memory we shared as friends.
If the ocean's job is to make waves
Then
Mine is to think of you,
As you've been special as the ocean.
Merci pour la lecture!
This poem beautifully captures the essence of a deep friendship and the ocean's soothing presence. The comparison between the waves and memories is touching.
It's a simple yet thought-provoking piece that suggests that if all our emotions were expressed in words, we'd need countless books to contain them all. It captures the complexity of human emotions and the limitations of language to fully convey them.
It conveys the idea that not all relationships have happy endings, but the last line feels a bit vague and disconnected from the rest.
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