Beach Walk

I was never supposed to be so alone

Maybe it was meant to be this way

One set of footprints house tiny pools of saltwater

They are easier washed away by the waves anyway

My feet don’t pick up any more

Long lines in wet sand

I’m scared

When someone walks beside me

I get pushed into the current

I can’t be two pairs of footprints again

It’s too much walking

Even now,

My feet ache.