With my
head no longer being held underwater by your ghost,
I
greedily fill my lungs with oxygen,
now that
I know what it feels like again to breathe.
Held
hostage for too long by love that refused to stay afloat.
Shipwrecked
heart of mine lay at the bottom of the sea,
barely
beating, broken by the change you brought about in me.
Buried,
like the treasure that we could’ve been,
I wash my
hands clean of this failed experiment.
Tsunamis
nor earthquakes could bring us ashore.
Lost to
time, forevermore.
Until we
resurface as a myth,
for no
one would believe a love like ours could exist.
I woke up
this morning and wrote your name in the sand.
I've done
that on every beach I've been on since I met you,
but I'm
never going to do it again.
I'm ready
to move on.
This
beach will be the last to know your name.
Written carefully
so each grain of sand would know our pain.
My memories
of you wash away with the rise and fall of the tide.
As waves
crash into us one last time,
I say
goodbye.
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