Sometimes she wants to drift away like ocean waves and sometimes she wants to stay still like a river, wrapped in solitude.

Not all the rivers want to meet oceans. Some of them just want to stay the way they are. Still and flowing ever so slowly. She's like that.

Yesterday I was an ocean.Today I am just another wave crashing on the shore.

It's as if the river within me has turned into an ocean today and I can't help but keep watching the waves crashing onto the shore.

Some days you just have to let the ocean inside you roar without giving a fuck about who's gonna judge.