By the Sea

NO I'M NOT EMO, HAHA. Just wanted to show y'all my poem I did for WL. :). Which is extremely emo. I think all poetry is wangsty. :O

In a small house she sits and stays
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

for her husband to come home again
and hold her close as she once had been
in the days and nights of every time
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

He said he’d be back before she knew
then she’s pacing the floors, and glancing through pictures
smiling faces of so long ago
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

Don’t go don’t go she’d hope
her lips remained closed, her eyes full of tears
Business took him too far this time said thoughts
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

Before the skies never seemed so dark
Or the waves so harsh or the waters so lost
She wishes and waits, and waits and wishes,
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

He left only not 2 months or so ago
and she sits and rocks in her small little chair
the ocean breeze blows all the time away
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

Seasons come and seasons go
The birds fly south, the nights linger long
She lies in bed and dreams for more
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

Then that day comes, as she sits in her house
A car rolls up, solemn steps in the sand
and the doorbell echoes in the house they lived
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

Sand and ocean cry for the gone
the pictures faced down, shattered glass on the floor
wails and weeps, sobs and no sleep
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

In a moment is all it takes
to make or break, to wake or stay
the memories live on and so must we
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.

A testament to lost chances, the house remains
to remind all who lived what they must see
life so precious, so cherished , so loved can leave
by the sea, by the sea, by the sea.