Standing up here,
Staring out at the restless ocean,
I feel the wind whipping at my skirt;
Thrashing through my hair.
The salty scent of the sea
Brings back so many emotions,
Brings up so many memories.
I close my eyes
And feel the wind begin to pick me up -
I suddenly feel like I'm flying.
I've felt this feeling before,
Once, when I believed in Love.
I remember that feeling well,
The way I had felt like all the bad was gone,
The feeling of freedom
Wrapped up in indescribable joy.
But like I fell that day
When the love disappeared
(Or maybe I just realised it wasn't there),
The wind drops me.
My feet search for ground,
But there is none.
I have been dropped just short of the cliff
And now I am plummeting down
To the jagged rocks below.
There is nothing to grip,
Nothing to stop me from falling,
Nothing but the deep blue ocean
Beyond the sharp blades below.
I guess this is the Law of Gravity:
'What goes up, must come down.'
