Missing you, my day begins
like black coffee
bitter and acidic
without the soothing cream of your presence

But I will forget you
as the footsteps I create
on the beach sands are washed away
by the rising tide, forever cleansing what was

I will forget you
I will learn to enjoy the numbness of solitude
At first it is bracing
as the arctic current
washing over my hot feet
on a cloudless summer day

I will forget you
and learn to crave the solitude
as I begin to seek the coolness and clarity
of the freezing water of my aloneness
being mesmerized by gold glittering sands as they wash back to the bay