That which I love the most has turned to
The very heart of disappointment.
My feelings won’t leave me alone, they float through my heart
Like ripples in a tidal pool driven by the winds of chance and change.
The ripples in the pool run together, sometimes increasing their strength and depth and
Other times cancelling each other out in a wash of sadness.
It is in these flat times, these times of cancellation,
That my heart is empty and alone.
It hears the sound of the ocean echoing against its walls but …
There are no answering beats.