This is a result from me free-handing for a bit, I have been suffering from writer's block for a while, so this is a newer writing. Tell me what you think.
Walking on the warm sand,
With the waves rolling in,
Casing one another to the sand.
Walking hand and hand with you,
Wrist to wrist, scar to scar.
With your black and my red,
We look like we were meant to be.
Then you turn from me,
Walking back to the car.
Ready to drive away from me,
Not a glance behind.
You leave me unaided,
Alone to fight the world,
To fight everything.
You walked away from me,
Leaving me broken,
Laying where you left me.
My tears fall from my face,
As blood falls from my arm.
My heart grows cold and numb,
As I give up on you.
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