which is presently not looking like the greatest thing i see seeing that you’ve fallen off your boat each time you said were coming to me meaning you’re possibly a failure failing succeed at following sun directing using its God giving rays raising question of whether just trying come and or don’t want thought was nothing faze gaze but apparently am with wave drift farther away way into currents doubt delay laying down horizon unreachable line linear awaited shore my heart declines hope still lingers flicker in night might help find back light lighting i'll stand here alone wondering if love ever truly shown