We took, one last walk on the beach, the beach we came to, for our honeymoon, thought it would be, a great place, to put that cadence on things!
One last walk on the beach, we’d shared, but, unlike before, we weren’t, leaning into one another, because, we’d become, separated in the hearts already. One last walk on the beach, what’s the purpose, huh? Like that USELESS attempt of our second honeymoon? Our final attempts, to try and salvage what’s left of this god damn F***ING (maxed out???) marriage of ours, was that it, huh??
not my photo.
One last walk on the beach, in hopes, that all our better days will fill up our minds, and, change our minds about ending this love, but, it’s, no use, it doesn’t, change a thing. It won’t change what happened between us, unless, someone has the ability, to turn back the hands of time, but, there isn’t ANYBODY on the surfaces of this god DAMN F***ING planet with that “power”…
One last walk on the beach, you’d held out, but, I’d, rushed through it, because I can’t wait, for us to end, and I begin. I wish, you feel the same way as I do, about ending this marriage, then, we wouldn’t have such difficulties, finalizing this divorce!
only one set of footprints, because there’s only me…not my photo.