So this was in one of the public journals that is left on the tables in my local coffee shop. Generally the journals get filled with a mix of good and bad art, “<insert name> was here” type of things and occasionally some bad poetry. Imagine my surprise when I came across this:
I love the part about “you will never try to catch me in a net or touch my mermaid fin”.
Maybe we all need to know such things about those we love.