Just like that you were gone.
Like the waters that washed away our names in the sand.
The wind blew by my face and whispered
I told you so.
That same wind danced around us months ago
with happiness.
I never liked wind.
The scenery hasn't been the same for me.
I don't think it ever will.
The water turned cold, like your nature.
Seashells are now broken
And the waves don't crash on the rocks anymore.
The ocean is grieving for me.
I guess she loved us too.