the sunset over the atlantic
is truly a sight to see
the vast and level water
and the weak yet present breeze

the slowly sinking sun
like a steadily drowning ember
marked the end of the chapter
of a day i’d rather not remember

was it his physique or his hair
or his words or his touch
was it worth ending our love
for as little as such

the happy couples passing by
they haven’t got a notion
at this beautiful cold beach
my tears became an ocean