Blue crush on the horizion. She sat straddling her long-board, staring off into the blue. She was untouchable, stronger than every wave and unbreakable. Nothing scared her, not even when the waves threw her to the bottom of the ocean floor. Salty sun-kissed shoulders, all day spent waiting for the perfect wave. Long blonde hair slicked back and a tiny yellow bathingsuit, she liked wet ocean kisses and wild affection. Peace and failure come hand in hand in love and waves, falling is part of the ride. And everytime you get up, you're stronger and less afraid.
And when I tell you to go, you gotta go. You gotta paddle your little heart out. You can't hesitate, you can't pull back, you can't hold back. No fear. Alright?