The Anchor

You dropped an anchor down into my blood
then drifted on the surface high above.
Your little boat does not face any storm
up where the sky is bright and sun is warm
but every move you make comes down the chain.
A simple smile can cause me complex pain
for, down below, I harbour secret love
but cannot share it with the world above.
I want you to forget me and have fun
for you deserve the glories of the sun
as I belong beneath the silent sea
the only sound my own soliloquy.
I know someday you shall tear out my heart
when you pull up your anchor and depart.