Love

Water was the keyword, cold salty and always moving. What I remember most vividly was me sitting by that unfamiliar river, reading a book... a book that somehow spun everything and blanked out all my illusions, a river that swept away what I thought to be my heart.  A side of me got drown and though I can still hear the bubbles coming out from the helpless throat, I can't stop loving these big blues and deep greens I am swimming in.