Ocean’s Past
Sitting at the shore
Water at my toes
Thinking of more
Drowning in woes
The rocks over there
Is where sat together
It’s where we would share
No matter the weather
That firepit was our kitchen
You would sing songs
And I would listen
But not for long
You collected shells
And then put them back
I knew your tells
You didn’t want the sea to lack
The sunset I see now
Outlined by waves
Is much like when you wondered how
We’d love till our graves
I close my eyes
I hear the birds and your voice
I tell myself lies
That we ever had a choice
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