Epistles for my thorned metaphors

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footprints in the sand
waves in the sea
broken seashells
scattered around like
my heart
constellation twinkling
above. the only
one who gives me
light. the waves
reach for me, you
didn't. the waves calls me
by my name with comfort,
you didn't. the footprints in
the sad telling me
i am not alone.
i hear the call of your
beating heart, i answered it.
even the call isn't
ringing my name.