I could tell that this goodbye was different by the way your lips turned into sand after I kissed you in the car. “Excuse me,” you said with the hint of saltwater on your breath. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.” I did but I didn’t have the courage to say it out loud. I just brushed back the seaweed hair that was covering your eyes and placed one last kiss on your smooth forehead. You were leaving forever and I was going to have to stay for even longer than that you were going back to the ocean and there wasn't a damned thing I could do about it the tide had come for you and I was to remain sitting by the shore like a haunted lighthouse in a world of no boats I'm cursed to be a useless relic an old world antique a forgotten structure hold...

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