Today was quite a poetry kinda mood. I haven’t had a lot of time to hand write at night about everything as i usually do. Maybe that’s why. I walked the mile stretch of the beach twicd. Letting my legs and movements be pushed and pulled by the waves. I was in the waves today. No longer waiting, but still searching. I took a break halfway during my walk and worked a bit on my assignment: how has my ex’s mental health contributed to our heartbreak. There’s quite a few reasons I wrote. Some i don’t believe in to be a cause... some that I do though. By the end of writing it... i felt... alone. For a brief moment. I got up, continued moving and saw the dancing in the waves couple that i took a picture of sneakily. It made me smile knowing love exists in this world. For others... It made me sad thinking... remembering... wanting to lock hands, hold someone close, gaze at memorable eyes, embrace soft lips, enjoy the filling warmth of every sensation. “Put your head on my shoulder” ringed in my ears behind the last droplets that fell from the fading tide. It was the song i played and sung softly as I slowly, closely danced with my ex. Her face buried in my chest and my embrace holding her gently and tightly. I remember that moment... that feeling... I was lost in the warmth of our chests and beating hearts. In her presence and smile that i didn't have to see to know it was there, beaming because of me. Because of our love... This feeling of loneliness has followed in my shadow since then. As i walked and watched the waves; as i followed and talked to the crowd; as I treated myself; as i stared at a clouded sunset. Like beautiful clouds, it obscured some of the light today to make a dark, memorable landscape of my memories and imagination. I’m glad i got a large part of today to help others, to self love and to share beauty with you all. Now my heart wishes to continue grieving.