We’re like two boats,
you and me,
tethered together,
drifting empty.
But I rather cut loose,
than be lost with you.
We belong separately,
even in this churning sea.
We’re like two boats,
you and me,
tethered together,
drifting empty.
But I rather cut loose,
than be lost with you.
We belong separately,
even in this churning sea.