I’ve been alive for so long and yet, who am I? Do I exist? Am I real? Should I persist?

Sitting by the Bay The waves crashing on the shore The wind blowing Getting cooler into Autumn The sun isn’t shining anymore

Peace comes from acceptance With no anticipation There’s no disappointment It is what it is No more, no less

Solitude Isolation They hold so much meaning So much pain It’s not as simple as deciding

Minutes Turn into hours Turn into days Turn into weeks Turn into months

Summer sun Lone sailboarder Sand Grass Warm

Pins and pricks Jibs and jabs Stabbing pain Stab me to gain Stab me to feel

A lifetime of waiting Of watching, of wondering When my turn would come I spent my life pondering The answer I know

Although he’s gone He’s never far He’ll always love you Always in your heart Your soul was formed

To have loved And to have been loved in return I can imagine Would be something that would burn Into your soul

Beaches and sunsets Sand, and salt water lapping at the shore Seagulls and jellyfish The sound of the ocean