As I sit alone in this old wooden bench with the feel of warm sand between my toes I wonder why it is that the beach is so calming. Why the beach is loved by so many and why it is that even if you dont get in the water or build a sand castle
“Solace in My Oceans of Tears” Tears flowed down my cheek As rapids behave with a river. Detaching from you made me weak. Your name delivers a painful quiver. Heavy thought of you remind me of what once was good. Your presence was gentle, and it brought forth tranquility. While you could be found, I