I, the sea
You, the worn out ship
Your pain, the Greek fire
Intensified when
You threw them away, wanting to get rid of 
Intensified when
I tried to get them into my heart, deep into water to move them away from you
They burned you up
You sweared and cried at me: “Cruel!”
I tried to glue the ashes with salt: “Come back!”
“I haven’t witnessed such a thing before,” said the seagull”… ❤