𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙴.

don’t let the storms silence the waves of your thoughts. and when the tide comes, don’t let anyone dim your moonlit words.

home is a vast sea of nothing but piercing silence and void.

pull me like the tide, like the tide my love.

through broken promises and bitter disappointments, the ocean is the only thing i can genuinely trust — and if it pulls me into its waves of death, so be it. at least i’ll die embraced by the only thing that never dared to leave me.