. . .

Everyday,
I walk to the beach.

Everyday,
My eyes search for you,
And only you.

Everyday I come,
You're always sitting on the sand,
Staring at ocean.

You look at me,
And I pretend to be looking for someone,
Just so you wouldn't know I was staring at you.

I wear a mask,
Because I can't let you see the broken me.

But it was you,
who was shattered.

Without even realizing,
Every moment I saw you,
I began healing.

You started to make me feel whole again,
You made me feel complete.

Yet,
The distance between us prevented me from being happy.

You didn't utter a word,
Nor did I.

And it seemed,
As if the distance grew bigger each time,
As if something was separating us.

One day,
You built a castle.

The next day,
You placed a mask next to it.

Then,
The next day,
You weren't there.

I walked closer,
To the castle and mask that was still there.

And then,
I realized,
The mask was broken,
And half of the castle had fallen.

It was then,
That I spot the trail of blood,
Leading to a bush.

It was then,
That I see your lifeless body,
A painful smile was plastered on your face,
Your eyes closed,
As your wrist was marked with dry blood.