Feeling unsteady

Well here goes nothing .......

School was getting harder and harder every moment l spent by your side there was no one else except the broken mirror.

It cracked as l remembered every memory with you but still it felt good inside. Over the thoughts of losing you l could hear the sea as it hits the hard concrete sand that left layers upon layers.

And the grass overlapping the hills making them look brighter then usual. The sun warm against my quite frail skin as the breeze blow over me like a salt blanket.

I know l was home when the salt hit the tip of my tongue and the sweat run through my shirt.

And l know there was hope on the horizon but still l felt unsteady something wasn't quite right