I’d run to the sands and wander as far as i could into the ocean
Without the current pulling me so strongly. That i couldn’t escape.
Before I’d leave, I wouldn’t mourn
But instead I’d stand one last time on the hotel balcony
Wishing I could bottle the salty wind
And now that I’ve returned I run again to the tides like a child
Feel the sand between my toes
As the waves crash, and crash
And the sands lock me in the place they crash.
The thought hits me as i choke on saltwater that i must abandon the shore
That i must abore from afar the seas that used to used to give me comfort
But now fill my throat.
Pinterest image of a woman standing alone on a beach.
A lonely woman on beach contemplating her past memories of unsuccessful relationship.