"I held on so long, I think, because when the ship was sinking, you looked more like the shore..."

“I held on so long, I think,

because when the ship was sinking,

you looked more like the shore

than the lifeboat ever did.

And if I know anything for certain,

I know it wasn’t love.

It was spitting flowers into our eyes

and calling it spring.

That’s the kind of blindness

that leads a body to the sea

and calls drowning by softer names:

Slow dancing into the ocean,

giving our lungs to salt water.

We were lost like a ship on the rocks–

Kissed by the sirens into the waves.

To think I used to find it romantic

to go losing yourself inside other people.

But everything reads like a love song

when you’ve got a heart caught in perpetual spring.

So this is me weeding you out–

Pulling you up like dandelions

even after years of keeping to myself.

And my garden is all the better for it.”

- Fools at Love’s Table, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)