The ocean breeze,
The pinkish sunset,
The sand in my toes,
Your hand in mine.

Your last smile,
My overflowing tears,
My broken scream,
Your ungripped hand.

The moments with you here, the moments without you,
The happy days, the sad ones.

None of those exist today.
Only after images remain.
My eyes beam,
My smile shines.

The ocean breeze,
The pinkish sunset,
The sand in my toes,
My empty hand.

The memory of your smile.