Remembered something she'd written, once
Written to someone
She didn't know who, and I couldn't say who either
Or, maybe, no one - Is there a difference
And I remember
She wrote "Don't throw me into the sea"
All I could think was "No, I'll not."
Not throw you
Into the sea, but I'd take your hand
And jump in
And swim, fighting the waves like life, together
We'd return to shore and collapse on the beach
And we'd smile, happy at last
I'm dreaming too much about what cannot be
I'm just not the right one
But a fellow
A fellow can dream, can he not?