my pebbled beach

I long to walk on the pebbled beach of Brighton

Where I had walked in my lover’s arms

Hand in hand we stroll to the end

What seems to be forever has come to an end

I miss the pebbles, the wind and the sea

I miss the carnival they have at the pier

I long for the day when I was in Brighton

I wonder if in life this is just the beginning

A year has gone since I saw the pebbled beach

But memories still lingers in my mind

What seems to be the best is lost in the sea

Where I keep my hope afloat although I’m drowning

Still I long to return to the pebbled beach

Where I can sit and listen to my heart in silence

Memories are best etched in the stones at my feet

I will return to my pebbled beach

~syanarissa~