It turns out I'm one of those poeple who dreams of things too big for his reach.
In this folder I keep all my poems to an illusive woman (either in or out of my life.) And love, if you're reading this and you know who I am, please don't be shy. After all, you tear me apart inside.
A reoccuring theme in each is the ocean where many of my romantic views come from. In "Seaside" the contrast is strong between where I currently reside and where I want to be.
All of these poems match up; they're meant to be in the order they're in. I suggest reading them that way.
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