For the longest time I believed that in loving as overwhelmingly as I do,
I was setting you up to fail, setting you up to falling short,
It's taken me years to figure out that love was always meant to be an ocean,
That looking at it you must think the world ends at the water's edge,
That when love should feel like an amniotic sac,
It took me years to figure out that it wasn't me,
You just didn't have the sea legs to traverse my love
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