She hit me like waves hit the shore,
I may not have been ready
but now I am sure.
I would allow her sea of a heart
to fill my lungs without second guessing, to have her be the reason behind my
last breath would be a blessing.
To lock my hands in her
soft coffee-coloured hair, to feel
as though there was nothing else there;
Just her and I.. with bodies intertwined,
if I could hold onto her for one last night..
I would be more than fine.