Free to be

And when I fell love with the ocean, 
I fell in love with me. 
The way we were more similar, 
than not. 
Roaring with life one minute, 
and the next, 
as calm as can be. 


When I fell in love with the ocean, 
it wasn’t about you, 
it was all about me. 
All the things I’d been through, 
and the things yet to come. 
This journey out west, 
symbolic
the long and windy road, 
to a small town, 
I’d call home.


When I fell in love with the ocean, 
I was free to just be ✨ 

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