I dont know

the waves crashed solemnly, beat profoundly, against the unwitting shore. they signified something much grander than she even dare imagine. a hurdling sprawl across a distant cache, their sounds echoing, the pounding of her virgin soul.
no mortal soul had ever professed his love to her as the sea did. thus she kept him safe and sacred. hidden upon the layered barriers; sure he was tempremental. anguished, ravish even. yet his love rang true.
why then, she wondered, weary and betrayed. did he torment her so? why did he insist on crashing so violentyly out of spite? she pondered his mysyeries and glories as she reveled the reckage of his rage.
this, and solely this, was the reason she had abandon him. fled his mighty kingdom in pangs of discomfort
but odessa was brave. More valient than anyone dare give her credit for. she held, in the very core of her being, all his mighty rage
odessas comfort lie in the unexplored reigns of thepacific.
a creature not fit for humanity, a wit not accomanated by desire
she swarmed and she sang in agony
she longeed for the very peice she needed not
the extra compound that would drive her being to another element
yes
yes, perhaps he provided her solution
perhaps he was the adjustment she so seeked
but he was irritable
argumentive
reluctant
belictant
a callous crime
a reprocution of her transgresion. a reminder of everything she relished and regretted