The Deep ocean sings for me Can it take away my pain? Can it clean my soul? Or would i have to shatter myself into thousands drops to recompose again? We are made of salt and sorrow But there is still beauty, i know there is Sometimes the waves are too brutal to keep on sailing that it feels like sinking is easier Than keep sailing.... We are just grains of sand and selfish problems Insignificant to the vast ocean But that’s what love is, the sweet agony that is worth the pain, For the eternal moment shared, before losing you.