time well spent

I. waves
sunglasses

we walked for miles

conversation between old friends
as old as you can be
when you're sixteen

the sun slowly swallowed by the surf

watching people go by
envying suntanned bodies
and hands held tight


II. sand
sunglasses

wondering about a future
admiring spacious balconies
families

small creatures
burrowed deep in the sand
broken shells from the past

sketching hearts and initials
recklessly sharing in the moment
hide tide erasing all confessions


III. we would walk
we would hold hands
and share
on the beach
in our sunglasses