Friday, May 8, 2009
An ocean.
We're on a boat. White sleeping bag on the floor. Refuse the offer for my bed, but insist I stay with you. And of course I do, as always, no matter how uncomfortable it is. We're in the ocean. It's gorgeous, so blue. So blue. Scuba diving, apparently you're experienced. And the same girl is there again. You and I are so close, but I'm sinking.
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