One million grains of Sand
Hitched a ride home from the beach

Hidden in the folds of my clothes
And from my locks, down to my feet



These one million grains of You
Just aren't enough memories

I heard your laugh in a dream last night
And was carried back out to sea

Once you drew me naked,
And I did not recognize the man,
A stranger in my skin,
I couldn’t trace where I began.

if I take anything
to my grave
whether it be shallow
or deep
let it be
that I was loved
the way I asked to be loved

'we were friends’  more than that with promises that faded into silence. i woke this morning the same….