quiet steps on the lawn as the raging tide grows louder. is it possible you hear me over the voice of the ocean?
i want to hold you, longer each time.
the lillies in the lawn are crushed by my mistaken foot, oh no, how i have ruined
your mother's garden once again.
you'll know it was me in the morning.
i just wanted to
see your face one last time.
everything i touch breaks,
which makes up for the times i put you back together.
i want you gone, but i can't stay away.
i'm like the lilies in the garden,
trying to survive
the crushing weight
on their delicate petals. but oh,
i lay dead
under the night light of the moon
with the sound of the raging tide beside me.
i can feel the salt envelop me
and hold me, tighter than you ever have.
but, still
i'm limp in the sand.
