I silently stand there, so sadly as I watch the waves meet with my feet. Like how the sky would bend just to give a kiss to the sea, so beautiful yet somehow so painful.
Everytime their lips would touch, the distance between them becomes closer for a moment. Yet that moment is as fleeting as the falling star. One moment it was there then suddenly it was not.
Just like how the sun and moon eclipsed, they would occassionally meet only to be separated. But isn't it much better than meeting once and then drift apart forever? Like the story of the two us became. We meet once and God decided it was enough. You drifted apart from me the same with the now retracting ocean waves. Yet unlike you, who was gone by the wind, they would always come back to me.