I still remember the way she held the ocean in her eyes.

Even though I’m absent from her heart, she remains in mine,

But this time for certain, she has said goodbye.

She was my summer, my winter, and all in between,

First was taken her father, her partner, then her self-esteem.

Then she left, and left behind what was left of the stream,

So forever I’ll hope to wake up from this bad dream.

(I loved her, I always will.)

But I who bathed in her turquoise eyes,

Now curses the ocean she chose to take her life.