I found her washed up on the shore,
Brought her home and kept her there.
For days she sat silently on my bed,
Pulling crustaceans from her hair.
I brought her tea and the warmest towels,
She was as white as the lip of the sea.
She was stripped down and as skinny as a boy,
And as cold as the midnight breeze.
Neither of us ever uttered a word,
Until the day she pulled me in.
Years had passed, and I never realized,
How in love I’d been.
O, ocean’s saddest orphan,
With eyes brimming of that salty blue,
She told me we had met before,
In a life that I once knew.
She said I was the one who dumped her,
That night in the middle of the sea.
And said the reason she looks so familiar,
Is that she once was me.