Alettas Ocean

It wasn't always about me
Once, I swam through
Alettas ocean
Although swam is just  boastful  
To say the least I flailed my way
Through motions
Salty waters wicked
Current
Ever refilled by the tears  
Of a girl who didn't deserve it
Floating bodies
Drew my map out
To the icy shore
Before me
Aletta sat inside her cave
I said I Love You
She ignored me
For where she sat
She could see the world
And worked to fix it
Through tears of mourning
More tears each morning
I've seen the nights tears make morning dew
I've cried rivers Aletta has opened
Come with me  
I know she can show you sights too
I think I've become her boatsman