Sun and Sand

The pain I feel just lingers inside. Sometimes it recedes but it always will come forth again. Like a tidal wave in the sea. Blue water caressing the sun-kissed sand before retreating into it’s dark waves.  I want to know how to stop it �" how to make it wash away. I can’t help but make it worse however, looking through old pictures, imagining how time use to be. He was my sun and I was his sand. I thought the two were meant for each other. I refused to see the footprints he made in sand, how he trudged through the glistening pebbles like it held him down.

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