let go of my hand & release me back to the sea. your love made me inept, incapable of even the simplest task. reduced to a crushed soul, withering in a tower. i am a girl who needs salt water, sun on her skin and sand in her hair.

i am a contradiction, but i love big. i have things to say, and for five year, you were somehow powerful enough to keep me from saying them. comfort strips the spirit of a need for change.