it was real, then it wasn't. all the flirting, all the "signs", all the teasing. they were real – they actually happened. problem is you didn't mean them. i knew it from the beginning. but the stupid hopeless romantic inside of me insisted on giving it a chance. i realized i wanted you in my life, even if not in a romantic way. i just wanted you to be and stay in my life. so i went with the waves. i took off my clothes, i became vulnerable. i took off my clothes and went for the ocean. there's nothing like it, the sea was so beautiful. so farther and farther, i went. i don't know how to swim, but i went. i was blinded by the beauty of the ocean and the hunger to get hold of everything it has to offer – by you. i knew i couldn't swim, i knew you were playing me, i knew.. but i still went for it.
