distant

You became distant

the same way the tide leaves the shore.

Slowly enough

that I didn’t notice

until you were already gone.

But when I noticed,

you came back.

But different.

Like how when flowers

grow back in the spring

they’re not the same flowers.

Until you went away again.

More distant than ever.

I’m not going to wait forever

Watching you come back.

The only one forcing you to stay close,

is yourself.

Like how waves are forced to be pushed back

onto the shore.

But how long do you expect me to stay,

waiting on your return?

I can’t waste all my time,

watching the waves crash onto the sand.

Even though I want to,

I can’t.

I can’t wait for the flowers to bloom,

staring at them appear in the spring.

Waiting for the colors to shine through.

I won’t wait for you,

if you don’t want to stay.

I can leave the field and the ocean.

But I can also leave this with tears in my eyes,

as I walked away from the beach,

and what we became.