Decoding your world

You tell a story in your expression

A reality we briefly shared

But yours was in color

While mine feels like a brush stroke in black ink

But once you spread open the dark clouds,

I could see you clearly

And your heart wasn't made out of plastic

But the ocean itself,

Calm on the surface

Yet waves roared on

Without care

Innocence loses its footing

And the heat breaks past the barrier

Known as selfishness