Whispering To The Shores

Sitting on the rocky banks of the shore,
watching the lighthouse's light spin,
soaked to the bone from the falling rain,
hoping my thoughts will drown in the sea.

Listening to the waves crashing on the rocky edge,
staring into the distance; wishing to see his face,
appearing at this spot wasn't my best idea,
but this is the last place they were together.

Looking over at the rocky edge to my right,
where they climbed up to the top of for fun,
winner has to give the loser a loving kiss,
it seems silly, but it made sense back then.

Watching the waves pull out from the shore,
rain pouring down my rosy cheeks; so cold,
breathing slowly waiting for my mind to clear,
wiping my face and whispering "goodbye."