It’s easy for me to cry by the sea. The sea in my heart recognizes the ocean’s vastness as its own. I was told we are one with the earth.
I dreamt about the cover photo of ‘spring day’. I dreamt that I went there and took a photo of the sea. As I explained the story to my friend, I remembered that I sobbed in the dream. I’ve never cried in a dream before.
I still have so many tears to cry, more dreams to surrender to life’s battles, more depth to discover. My friends carry my hopes and dreams like this. They lighten my burden and light the fire inside me.
I know our souls were once connected because the ache I feel missing you now feels too natural, too raw. How did all the humans before me go on living if I ache like this? When I want to cry but can’t, I’m forced to seek myself again.
I’ll cry by the ocean once more because my heart remembers that we were once together. I’ll dream of you until we reunite.