Ghost Of Our Love

Watching the waves rolling to the shore, as I sit throwing pebbles into the water. The smoke from my cigarette drifts over my head, caught in the evening breeze. Pictures of you move across my mind, and I sit wondering how many waves you will see before you reach that distant shore, where your new life will begin. Tears leak from my eyes, as I remember why you were sailing away. There was nothing I could say to make you stay. The storms were too long, too dark in intensity, and too many. Now you are going half a world away. I wish you luck my love. Standing I look out, at the restless sea. For a few moments, an almost eternity. I stand there seeing nothing, but curling while rolling waves. ’Good luck and goodbye.’ I whispered in the breeze before turning away, heading back to n empty home that is waiting for me. The ghost of our love, my only company. As I reach the path, there is a light on within. My key slips into the lock, it turns and the door opens. Your silhouette stands there with arms outstretched. Is this just a ghost of out love? Our fingertips touch and my heart begins to beat once more.