your toes sink deep into the sands. it is quiet here. it is soft.you are safe, in the embrace of the waves.
It’s just, one of
those nights.
The kind that linger
in all the wrong ways,
the kind that leave
a bad taste.
I’ve come to
prefer the quiet.
“you said you were
afraid to lose me
then you
faced your fears
and left “
Vítor Hugo Mota