Out there, waves call,
beckon these broken hearts to find mending,
to reach the ocean of absolution.
Sometimes absence doesn’t mean left. Sometimes alone doesn’t mean lonely. Sometimes adrift doesn’t mean lost.
Yes, you know what I’m going to say. It’s Thursday! Time for Three Line Thursday. I submitted the last three lines, but I included the vetoed lines as well here. I think they fit well together. Enjoy!