small heart, big waves inside,
she puffs when she's hurting,
not to push away - just to hide.
the shark quiet and deep,
strong, steady, hard to read,
he swims away when storms rise,
protecting himself from what he feels beneath.
two different ways of loving,
two different ways of pain,
one reacts in the moment,
one dissappear in the rain.
but maybe the ocean knew,
they were never meant to fight,
just to learn each other's currents,
and meet somewhere in the tide🌊
from your pufferfish... i may still be learning, but my heart has been always yours A..
p/s : " you didn't start fighting because the love is gone. you started fighting because the Love became real enough to test both of you."