dispersion shores

i keep standing on these dispersion shores
where even the water seems to have forgotten your name
and then the fog rolls in
like it's still looking for someone it used to know

i keep thinking if i wait it out
the pieces will come back home
but they just keep floating farther

little whitecaps carrying off
bits of conversations i never had
girls who said "maybe next summer"
and meant never
the postcards i wrote but never mailed

the ocean doesn't apologize
it just keeps moving
erasing footprints
like they were never there

i threw my phone into the surf once
thought maybe if it drowned
the messages would stop coming
the ones that say "i'm fine"
when you know they're not
or the ones that don't say anything
at all
anymore

driving up the coast after that
windows down, radio stuck
on some station playing old ghosts
or maybe just static, doesn't matter
the highway signs blur
into promises nobody kept

dispersion shores, baby
that's where we always end up
everything spread thin across miles of nothing
i'm still here collecting broken shells
thinking if i glue enough of them together
maybe i'll remember what it felt like to be whole

you'll find me out here
walking the tideline at dawn
picking up sea glass like evidence
of something that used to matter
humming a half-remembered melody

yeah, dispersion shores
guess i'll keep standing here
till the water takes the rest
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