Written by Emily Harstone | May 24, 2017
She understood. She wasn’t the one.
The world seems empty with you.
Inside.Outside.Wind.Water.Spray.Mist.
They didn’t hear the window locking.
View the horizon, off we sail.
From the bow, life looks great!
Shp to shore, mayday, body overboard
He had six months to live.
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She understood. She wasn’t the one.
The world seems empty with you.
Inside.Outside.Wind.Water.Spray.Mist.
They didn’t hear the window locking.
View the horizon, off we sail.
From the bow, life looks great!
Shp to shore, mayday, body overboard
He had six months to live.