Waves crash upon the beach
Leaving the lost souls of love behind
Happiness now out of their reach
Joining their brethren in the sands of time

I really like your opening lines and the root which you took the poem, the perils of love. Our description and flow were really nice, you kept me wanting to read on, very nice job. Keep up the good work.

Some stragglers barely alive
Keep their hopes up
For a ride on the next high tide
Neptune laughing, slays them like a seal pup.

^^^I know this feeling you are talking about.
Sometimes that is all you can do: fight, against your better judgement..
Lovely poem, tipped by a friend and she was right:)

Hugs,

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