The beach gives me a sense of peace
Not the same as what you gave me, of course
It just makes the words flow
Not in the same way you could make them flow, of course
I have written so much
While I've been here
But it's all revolved
Around you, of course
You said that part of the reason why you left
Was because you meant too much to me
Did you honestly think
Leaving me would change that?
Or did you know
It would enforce it?
Leaving me not only with the same feelings
But with them unreturned
Were you even thinking?
Did you even consider that?
I have heard that it can be easy
For fear to overcome rationale
But what about love overcoming all?
