|starry-eyed|

it had been one week since he kissed me.

i had left him alone because i wanted him happy.

even though i wasn't.

it was cold.

32° fahrenheit

and i decided to take a walk on the beach, three blocks away from my house.

i walk slowly as my cold feet sink into the sand.

the wind was chilly and my hair flew behind me.

so many memories here with him made me wonder why did i come here?

the water was seeping in between my toes.

i could hear my laughter flowing in the wind, and his combined.

i could feel his touch and the way he carried me on his back or bridal style, kissing me while at it.

my heart was breaking as the waves crashed.

i began to cry

that is what i basically did daily now.

i wished he would come back.

i collapse to the ground.

i didn't know how much else i could take.

i wanted him -needed him, but he saw me as the past.

I shiver as i sit there, salty tears combining with the ocean.

and i close my eyes and hope to float away,

and never be found again.