The sun was warm on my face,
The sand stretched alongside me;
I could taste the salt -
The debris lay around on the outstretched sandy beach as though it had been thrown over somebody's shoulder in disdain; it lay hopelessly, waiting for someone's love to spill. It lay, waiting for some love to reach their aching souls. It was the skeleton of what had once been beautiful - together, it was the skeleton of life.
I could hear the lost cries of the sulking gulls; the echoes of happy laughter. I heard my aching heart, rising and falling; waiting.