[day65] driftwood:a fairy tale

But then it grew. 
He had grown tired of her, 
so it was true. 
He left her apartment and 
he walked all night long, 
‘til he was stopped by the shore of the ocean. 
But still he walked on 
amongst the whales and the waves 
and screamed, “liar, liar!” 
and his wooden body floated away. 
He just drifted away.