what if the waves make us?

i didn't set out to make waves.

cause a splash. send a shiver down someone's back. i'm not a bad, rock-your-world person, but i can't remember how to be a quiet sort of person, either. that's my problem, really, if I've got any. because all that time, when you didn't know me, and I was hidden, that's what I was really doing. trying to remember how to be quiet. and in trying, I only strayed farther from my true self.

but it's alright now, because you're here. and you're making more of a ruckus than me. and you're making it okay for me to be in my own ruckus. and you...are.

you make me think maybe it's not people who get to make waves, because that's not how the ocean works, is it? you stand on the shore. you waddle into the water, if it's not too cold, and your feet ain't too weary. and you wait for the waves to swallow you.

silly, really. i don't know where we got this concept of people making waves. with their small, stick arms, not big enough to push a ripple. anyway, it's good we've shed it. we had too many coats to carry on our shoulders already. don't you feel lighter now? imma lay back and float awhile. i love you but only when you're close enough to whisper. and that only ever happens when i'm in water. when i'm out, you're gone. drift away over the haciendas, and the white-washed walls. i love our little hideaway, even if you're not always here. i love it when you come back, and let the ocean swallow us whole.

i heard you. last night. when you thought i was asleep, and you leaned over. press your muzzle to my cheek. told me our ocean wasn't real. drenched in water that's make-believe. but that's alright. the rest of the world isn't any more real, anyway. you're here. and there's water. and before we drown, we'll swim.

today isn't a day for big letters. my short, stick arms can't scale them. but that's alright. none of this is real. not in your reality, and not in mine. it's only half real. the half that's you, and the half that's me. and together, each trapped in his own parallel universe, we make waves.

universes meet. where there's love in you, and compassion in me.