You told me a story once about how the moon was in love with the sea, but they could never be together,
so the sea created the stars in the sky to keep the moon company.
I thought about how I am the sea and you are my moon
You are a ball of light, suspended in a world of darkness.  Illuminating everything below you and casting light upon my life.
I am the sea.  No man has been able to reach the murky depths of me
I am temperamental and wavering. I ebb and flow and ebb and flow,
yet, every time, you still manage to pull me irrevocably, inexplicably in your direction.
(That’s what they call tides).