Stepping Into Footprints Again

Sailing away into the sunset, love having died and left the shores of this life forevermore. Bereft, lonely, forsaken and abandoned, living an existence of emptiness, nothing to hold onto, no pleasure anymore like before. Tattered and alone, stepping into footprints of past memories, the only thing left on earth. Reliving them one by one, forgetting life that can no longer be lived fully, dreaming of what used to be. Having no dreams for the future anymore, not being able to conceive of anything that will bring pleasure without the love of yesterday being lost forever.