We find ourselves standing here again
Sand between our toes
Scorching the bottoms of our feet
The sea laps lazily at the shore
I laugh as the sun glistens through her eyes
Cobalt blue like the sea
I wonder if she has seen what I see
Seen herself the way that I see her now
Her hair a bleach blonde she did herself
It's thick like my own
The waves are in no rush to meet with the shore
The sun's deceiving rays will soon sneak away
Stealing the warmth as it departs at last
She probably doesn't see herself the same way
The thought causes a tug of sorrow in my chest
Robbing the magic from this moment for me-
Cruel
Curious to think of how she sees me