I feel seasick.

I feel seasick.

The endless

to-ing and fro-ing 

of this fragile vessel

in the tumultuous waves

of you

is turning my stomach

in knots.

I am a

derelict dinghy

powerless

in an unpredictable ocean.

I do not know

how to navigate

these waters.

Lost

in stormy seas

I cannot sail,

searching

for hope

on the horizon.

Who knows when

calm waters

will come,

or how long

they will last.

But before long,

once again,

I'll be floored

by the force

of your love.

Then all too soon

it'll be

torn away.

Nobody taught me

the rip

hurts

just as much

as the crash.

If this is our fate,

let me drown.

Spare me

the suffering

of fighting

to sail

when I

was always

destined

to sink.

Because I feel seasick.