mere sandcastles made of time
every morning i must remind myself and yet i forget this is not permanent nothing lasts mere sandcastles made of time i find myself longing for the ones that return to the ocean swept up by her destruction i do not see the shells she leaves on the beach the material she offers for the next dream i’m afraid of each wave unable to bear loving something in her path in case it tears me apart and i sink into the sand not remembering where i belong