what?really?!

i need to get off the computer. depressed by reading/seeing on facebook how two of my friends are engaged just today

Collection

Kicking, thrashing, 

She's become lost

gripped in between the claws of life .

The monotonous drone of the swell

breaks routinely, incessantly.

A spectacle of white and green, lures her under

Which,

Lulls her into a peaceful slumber.

The beauty of it all

engulfs, carries,

And caresses the stone in her core.

It replaces the emptiness and fear;

It evades her of all unease.

The ache is inevitable and she

Anticipates

Its return.

Her throat begins to tighten

And constrict.

The feeling of security is now a foreign concept.

She’ll never see him

Again

The salinity from her eyes fades into the depths of

the unknown,

combines with the brine.

They too,

have left her.

A collection of memories most valuable in the world,

Floats away.

She wishes she could collect those tears

And build another him.