Andrew and You

A memory of mine is tied to yours
Like the very day I was pulled from the shore,
I met my brother in the sea
He opened my eyes and spoke to me

He told me that life is lonely
And that we are the lucky ones
We are bound to none-
But who we are and want to be

I'm not sure if that's entirely true
"Andrew,
I'm beholden to you like they are to me
But if you want we can tie our rafts together
We are the already free
We are all in the same ocean,
And I can still see."
h.p.