At Oceanside

photo by author

When we’re at oceanside
he tells me
that he doesn’t like the beach

My home, my healer, my holy space
How could my mermaid soul fall for someone who doesn’t even like the beach?

I guess he just frequents it
when it’s convenient
something to do
something to pass the time

And I can’t help but wonder
if like the beach
he only frequented me
because it was convenient
something to do
something to pass the time

And now he’s off in the desert
with his newfound love

And I’m still here
shell-shocked at oceanside