VI.

                              i'm getting good at searching
                               but i'm terrible at finding.
                 transparencies slip past my eyes and around the corner.
                              i am very good at forgetting,
                              but i'm very bad at recalling.
                      so when i looked into your eyes and forgot,
  i saw no surprise there. no disappointment. i only saw the truth behind tomorrow
                      and the pillars that yesterday left behind.
          what did you think when i closed my eyes and walked into the sea?
           i know that the waves were warm and salty, like the tears i kissed
              from your face, the night when the world left you behind.
            i stumbled into the deeps so that i could be closer to you
                            and be able to say, "it's alright,
                                     it'll be okay."