An ocean of emptiness pounding blank beaches-
the empty thundering mocking the beating of my heart.
The bitter salt tang clouds the air with loss and longing,
each breath brings back memories of you.
As I exhale, you leave.
All you are to me is whipped away by the ever-present wind,
scouring my mind clean.
The waves wash away all traces,
leaving nothing but blank beaches,
empty pages for a new future.
