Four fish swimming in circles,
Hiding from their pasts
And hoping for a future.
They're tied together in pairs,
But two break free,
Furiously fleeting from their other half.
Attempting to get away,
Only to be met by each other;
They're reflections,
Polar opposites.
One has dreams of leaving a legacy,
The other dreams of going belly-up.
They swim in agonizing circles,
Never moving forward.

The fish that remained together,
Thought they had finally found
Exactly what they were looking for-
Love Actually.
Their triumph was short lived when they were abandoned by her,
Broken.
Although still tied together,
The bond between them was soon hanging by a thread,
Their cycle shaking.
Only days later,
The water shifted,
And three of the four fish were brought
Together.
Our suicidal fish distanced herself from the water and the others,
Hating herself and her reflection.
Wishing for death.
The others wandered toward the loner,
Curious as to why she was not enjoying the water's tricks and jokes.
The lonely fish swam away furiously,
Seeking death.
They followed, and talked to her
In the light of the moonbeams,
Speaking of stardust and incomplete dreams,
She ignored them,
Her heart callous and still.
They spoke to her well into the night,
Before giving up and drifting to sleep.
As the morning became bright,
The water suddenly changed,
Throwing the trio apart.

The fish still tied together came across the fourth fish,
Creating art.
They looked upon her with interest,
Becoming infatuated with her smile and personality.
Secrets were shared,
And the third fish returned.
Angry at her counterpart for interacting with the others,
She tried to shoo them away,
Only to be silenced by a kiss.
In that moment, she knew,
She knew that she had been wrong.
Knew that death was no longer an option.
But also learned that love,
Love conquers all.

Our four fish swim in a harmonious cycle,
Sometimes wavering in worry, jealousy, anger, confusion, and sadness,
But always thrown back to how it belongs;
Filled with stardust and moonbeams.