for her
the ocean
was more than a dream,
it was a place
she needed to visit
to find herself.

and when she returned
to the city,
you could see
the sun in her eyes,
the wind in her hair,
and the taste of infinite salt in her lips.

I gave you a lot,
you took it for granted.
I gave you my heart;
you left it so damaged.

I gave you my love,
that you couldn't manage.
you left and then broke me,
as you then start to vanish

they said,
first loves won't come true.
then tell me,
why am i here
holding hands with you?