Walking by

I like walking alone by the sea in the night. You cant see anything other than reflections of far off stars. You hear the waves but are unsure if they would reach you this time or fizzle off before splashing against you. You are alone but you can feel the big wide world out there like the lives in the sea. There is a peace but there is also a constant churn taking you high and low like the tides.

And you are walking by. Seeing and feeling everything but in a detached sort of way. The world of the sea does not belong to you and you dont belong to them. And yet, you cant leave and go to the land locked roads because something binds you to the sea. It holds you without becoming one with you.