You broke my heart, shattered it into million pieces, pieces that I am not sure I will ever be able, or willing, to put back into a marvelous story I hoped for us, hoped from the moment I met you. It just... I would say hurt, but it is not that... It feels so... Empty, empty without my dreams, the dreams I used to dream for us. Empty without the hope, the hope I used to feel dancing in my heart whenever I heard your voice or saw your face... Just empty. I am not sure I will ever be able to forgive myself, forgive for giving you such power over me, and my dreams.
Do you remember that sunny winter day by the beach? A day when your head rested gently in my lap, Soaking in the sun, Listening to the waves crashing into the shore. A day when I got the chance to finally explore every inch of your face, Your eyebrows, Your ticklish eyelids, Your nose, Your slightly crooked, but voluptuous lips, Your sporadically ginger beard. A day when I got to stroke your hair, And play with your beard, Hours on end. A day when you opened up to me without saying a single word. A day when my heart met yours, And together they sang a tune only the two of us know. A day that marked the beginning of something special. A day when you told me everything without saying anything. A day when sun shone, And sea played. A day when all was, And all was not. A day when we just were.