The girl you left Like a shipwreck in the middle of the storm Drowned a thousand times For a single breath of air Swam through riptides and hurricanes And lived to become The Queen of the Sea A woman with the abruptness of upturning waves The empress of All-that-could-go-wrong-and-did. The lips that parted once to Taste the magic YOU made everyday Do not belong to you anymore. A hundred years later: YOU will wake up with a mouth full of drought The sand will replace your skin The ocean will blind your eyes You will clutch your vivace heart Panting her name. And you will fall and fall and fall. You will scribble HELP on the shore Without any rescue boat or life vest No airplane will fly above your head What will become of you then?