Emoceans

Inside my head, I swim through this strange silly sea.  Emotions crash over me like waves, each being a polar opposite of the prior.  Left here longing for our current to pass in unison.  Can’t we drift together or at least crash into one another?  I want to be the one to save you from drowning.  Would you let me drown in you?  You may use me to stay afloat, it would be an honor.  I could then feel a passing sense of purpose.  I tread, ready to accept the suffocation if it meant you and I would be one if only for a moment.  The smile wouldn’t have to be forced.  But you are Pacific and I, Atlantic.  My hand doesn’t reach that far and neither does yours.