Shooting Star

I sit on a deserted beach in the dark 
listening to the waves relentlessly pound the shore
Much like your thoughts that batter my heart

I grip a fistful of sand in a nervous hand
Trying to hold on to my life 
Much like your love it silently slips away leaving me empty 

I decide not to think about you anymore
My mind commands my heart to cast out your memories
Much like the waves blanket the ground with shells

But my eyes search a glittering sky 
looking for a shooting star to wish upon


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