Ocean

tears run down my face.
they taste like the ocean
i missed the dance you said you gave it to me
like a wrapped gift that i failed to receive
even if i had known it was on its way
but i didn't cause in reality i guess i suppose
i just didn't care enough
regardless of hustling and bustling i could have
done the last efforts to rush in blindly at the last moment
would it be worth it for you
cause i know it would have been worth it for me

with 5000 miles between us
i'm learning the meaning of the distance between us
a little ballerina girl with the strength of just that
but you wouldn't know cause you don't know her world
you see she has to have every line perfect
she can't afford to be a centimeter off
cause unlike you, if she was, she would have missed the target

this isn't something she just committed her mind too
no, this was mind body soul and heart
often times i think her spirit as well
it was a demeanor and personality
a persona that you had to fit into
she was a dancer.
if you wanted to define dedication
look at her

if you want to look at a portrait of a girl
who gave up the one thing she loved more than anything
one thing that could not breathe, but she put breath into it
a thing that could not move, yet it moved for her
something without meaning until she created it
dance.
something that could have broadened her
rural little hell to something magnificent
she released it
something i didn't realize til now

this little ballerina girl gave up her world
in part to give me a world
save me from the pain of having another
piece of my world crumble to the ground
she's been my only true constant
why'd it take until just now to see this
how could I under appreciate this

little ballerina girl
your strength you've shown me
the grace of releasing the constant
in your life.
it has taught me so much.
you are my constant.
i wish i could have seen you dance.