our emotions are the ocean
some waves gentle
on your toes along the shoreline
others heavy
rolling on and on and on
pulling you in deeper
sinking from resistance to feel
unable to see the surface
as hurricane season hits the broken heart
storming the mind with memories
his voice
the color of his eyes
his scent
salt stinging the wound
while washing it all away
cleansed by the healing sea
until one day you can finally say
“I feel like me”