Faded...

As though the waves are trying to touch me,

The tide stretches across the sand as far as it can.

I breathe that morning air, new and fresh with hope and promise,

As though all that’s happened in the past that hurt me can be taken away.

I reach for your memory, because you will always be there,

But my hand just finds the shadows of the clouds resting across the horizon.

I feel tomorrow caressing my shoulder and all I can do is run on,

Reminded of your life against mine,

Our hearts beating together

For the rest of time.