A Divide

You were all about those pretty pools
filtered into oblivion on social media.

I preferred violent seas, as the sound
of waves crashing made me feel alive.

You could never understand those
violent seas and I could never understand
your love for pretty pools in paradise.

I stood on the shore of a storm raging
sea while you watched from a pretty pool;
I walked into the sea and found home.

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