Shooting into the Wind

So simple what we shared, effortless
and yet, its absence haunts me,
rings with silence and empty space,
I yearn for that sense of belonging
and I fear it lost forever.

I move on, holding myself together,
as if it were nothing, and yet,
my heart breaks a little more every day
as the distance grows and the dreams
too far from shore to find their way back.

Something beautiful has broken,
I watch it smash against the rocks,
no amount of wanting can set it straight,
and all I can do it stand watching,
and pretend its all okay.

SJW.