Recurring Thought

It is lonely. And nauseating. And I’ll break into tears anytime now. And I’ll still be all alone. And I’ll be here, always. And I’ll be alone still.

The world is not a cruel place, but this is something I have to remind myself every now and again just to get by.

The Sun-kissed Sea

I remember sitting there and thinking, “My day just got better.”

The sight,
the sand,
the scent,
the sound,
the sun-kissed sea,

the soothing realization that the storm has passed at last.