In the border

You are an ocean
An ocean of emotions.
I’m here watching you, from the beach, being in the border of my life.
I invite you to come.
Maybe in a wrong way.
You feel scared, you feel lonely…
You feel too much, my angel.
And finally you pull me away.
You dislike me for 5 minutes.
In this side of the bridge,
we cry looking at the mirror of the still water
of a puddle in the middle of the way back home.
All we see is the rest of ourselves who was, one day, everything.
We make moves to return to our lives.
In this side of the bridge,
we cry looking at other ones so happy, and so boring.
All we have now is an empty room waiting for us
like a womb.
In this place we catch up with our shards ready to be born.