The sun burns at the beach


The sun burns  Long walk back
Feelings hurt
The heart is heavy to bear
I called you from the beach
Like I said I would
You didn't answer
Like you said you would
I left a message then called again
Sand blowing in my eyes
I think it was sand
Long walk back  The sun burns
I call the next day Same same
Hurt becomes worry
Doubt grows
Are you ghosting me?
Fear grows
Have you become a ghost?
60 hours later  Middle of the night
I'm nervous  You'll prolly call soon
Like nothing ever happened
I hope & pray you're okay
I thought I would go first
But who's to say
Long way back  Feelings hurt
The heart is ready to break
The sun burns.

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