The sea is my soul, the sky my head, but my heart resides with a young immortal female far away from me.
As a journey forward, every breath a single agony, and yet I know I must try to live on, always looking for the brighter stars of my life.
My heart could almost leap out with ecstasy, if only I had the lost permission to return to her.
The wind are my thoughts, they come and go, disappearing, never seen. But know they can see the agony I face every step.
How I miss her picturesque form, those eyes that stare at me with assurance that I will come home. I cannot imagine the dread overcomes her when she knows I shall never be coming back to her.
The love the burned inside; it still burns hotter brighter.
The sea is my soul, the sky my head, but my heart resides somewhere with the young immortal, in whose soul I can no longer feel.
She is my immortal match. May she live on with the memories of me.
For the sea is my soul, and I am forced to believe that my soul is stronger than my heart.