Each yell is crescendoed by a meteor hitting. Burning the ash tossed with every beat, as it is lapped up by the waves pummelling into our feet.
You turn your head away from me, as I’ m propelled into darkness infinity.
Ascending through the curtain of black. Feeling the pit in my stomach as I look back,
but even now, you don’ t meet my gaze. Still expecting me to return to the beach in a couple of days.
I can barely see the beach now, As it twinkles as much as the distant star will allow.
Beyond a small shimmer as our memories dimmer into nothing but mist.
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