Ocean Lovers
2004-08-12 - 7:19 p.m.

We stood on the beach and looked out at the ocean.

“Would you swim this ocean for me?” she asked.

I told her I couldn’t.

“If you loved me, you would try.” She said.

I told her I couldn’t swim.

“Love will make a way.” She responded.

The only way love could help, I said, is if it were to build a boat. Only the sound of the surf replied.

“Would you die for me?” she asked.

I know when I’m not wanted, so I walked away.