There is nothing left
I wish it was easy
I wish you were different
But you
Won’t
Don’t
Doesn’t matter anyway
You can’t
And anyone who ever tried
Lost out
You are the storm
I am the shore
You are relentless
I have eroded
You are a hurricane
And our love
Was housed
In a weathered beachside hut
And it can’t hold out
Even the patches need patches
You are a torrent of
Wind
Rain
Fire
Brimstone
And I have fed you all my wood
And there is nothing left to burn
You taught me
To never turn my back on the ocean
And maybe what you meant is
This is going to hurt
And you can’t let it go
Until there is nothing left
But broken glass on the sand
And a stone in your chest