They stand embrace in each other's arms.
The wave crashes with force against the pier.
The couple look on.

Three friends sit at a coffee table each trying trying to tell their stories.
Stories of love, fights, those whom have inspired them.

A man runs by, earphones in his ears, dodging the various walkers.
Laughter ripples through the air as the three friends find something entertaining.

A pregnant couple walk by wondering how much longer till they meet someone whom they have been growing fond of.
An older couple ride by on their bikes, probably reflecting how 20 years ago what the world was like.

A waiter deals with the various orders hoping at the end of the day to get a huge tip.
A homeless man approaches those walking by begging for food.
Who would have thought he would have ended up where he is?

The friends continue to chat boasting of their lives and accomplishments.
I am watching the lives of others and here I am... sitting alone at a table having tea.

I wonder what they think of me?
Shame poor girl has no friends for a Sunday afternoon.
Or how can she be so brave to come and have tea alone.
Or is she waiting for someone...oooh let's wait and see if someone arrives.

No one knows my life as I don't know theirs.
I don't know where they come from, whether they are here at the beach in despair.
Whether hope rings in their ears.
Or maybe someone confesses their love to one another.
Or a bright business idea is struck up.
Or someone has come down to the beach to remember a lost loved one.

We are all so different. Have different wants and needs.
Different reasons being down at the beach.
So how can I judge? How can I assume?
I have no idea why each person came down to the beach.
As for me...I came to get out the house!

I'm broken today. Alone!
The closest person to me laughs with another.
She is in love you see.
Her voice changes to another tone.
Her excitement reaches another level.
Oh she laughs in love. In love with the one whom she is in love with.
I sit drowning in water, thinking...
What about me?
When will my laughter be over one whom I love?
When will my excitement levels rise coz I'm with someone whom excites me?
As my lifeless body is the only thing that fills the volume of water.
So is my companionship.
Life is the water and I am my body.
I take full mass and volume of my life.
It is only me, there is no other! Me and the water!
If I lie still, so does the water become stagnant.
Have i reached that stage that I am so alone, so still that life has become still as well.
No longer the ripples of flowing water.
Just stagnant still water.
I play my music to drown out the love filled chatter. To disappear the laughter.
Now I'm no longer the only volume filling this stillness.
Casting Crown plays telling me to Thrive.
They are singing to me, to fill my soul with one desire.
That I need to "Just to know you and make you know me. "
I turn the volume higher.
And so I sing aloud! Isn't that what you do when you go bath?
Sing at the top of your voice and not bother what others think!
If only Lord you were my full capacity. My volume. My mass!
That it was enough to know you and you know me!