I lay upon the dark wet sand.
Waves wash through my tangled hair.
The moon shines in the distance.
I noticed another person was there.

All I can do is lay here so still.
They chose to lay beside me.
We're holding each other intimately tight.
The tide keeps on coming in.

Water drips down our faces.
I can't help but stare into their eyes.
This intense feeling has taken over me.
I kissed them in the glow of the moonlight.

Another wave begins rolling towards us.
I soon prepare to hold my breath again.
Watching them underneath the bluest water.
The image of their face will always remain.

Upon the sands, we slowly fell asleep.
Their lips felt like they'd touched mine.
It all played out like a tragic rom-com film.
Somehow I swore I felt you in the darkness.

I actually realized the fucking point of it all.
It literally took my breath away.
Hard Take: "I'm just bored in romance."
On this metaphorical shore is where I now lay.

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