Lover, how could we have known
this time last year,
that you would not be here.
That time would have run out.

We planned on forever,
today should have been the beginning
and yet, our forever ended
some time ago.

They say time heals all wounds,
and perhaps that is true.
But enough time has not elapsed
to ease the pain
of you leaving me.

Here I sit, upon this white sand
as the storm moves in,
the sky is dark,
water rolling in
the waves crash against the beach.

It is hypnotic,
lulling me into the past,
when we first sat here.
Kissing and touching,
simply loving.
You were my everything!

Now you are gone,
taken by a hidden killer,
we never knew was even there.
How could it take you?

As I write these words,
I feel the healing begin.
I know that like the waves will take this message in a bottle.
Time will take and wash away my pain.