I doubt you have a smile for me since i've been quite
lost at sea,
as it were.
But i smile when i think on you.
That i do.
Mostly of the days when love, the sea, the life, was new and our friendship
the captain of sorts of ships.
I may be lost at sea once more, but
our captain is not with me.
Our friendship like us, so like the sea

tossed me to where my heart should go.
Look to the horizon,
(though im sure looking to your cell will do)
I promise i will 'lways return.
I am your friend,
as it were.

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