longing

memories etched in my brain, toes curled into sand same ten toes interlaced between my ten fingered hands. your smile so warm embroidered by the sun washed away like the waves of the ocean as you’ve become numb i know it’s wrong to long for you, i really do try my thumb it brushes past your lips, nails dig beneath your eyes i want once again to relive the day you ran so free of pain but i can’t regret what i’ve done, even as the blood paints your face like rain i finally hold you in my arms; selfish greedy and gross yet it’s that twisted satisfaction i feel that i can’t help but cherish the most.