Scuba diving is heartbreaking only if you know just how colorful the coral used to be!

Back before we destroyed the safe environment of the fragile-y strong seas.
I'll tell you, I sat next to a girl in class one day
next to a girl 
she held my hand and we spoke of life on other worlds. 

I blush when she calls me a storyteller, she holds portraits that I cannot see through. This is about a village, a woman, a kind and expansive little girl.

On a long, imaginary drive to the moon, we pull on our shades and discuss the things in our lives that are fair.

This is about one of my high school best friends. I forget which one.