Betrayal

Betrayal is the highest art,
Frankly she wouldn’t know where to start.
When he chased her on the sands one day,                                                         She thought that he was here to stay.

Sometimes what the heart desires most,                                                             Can leave us living like a ghost.

The waves they crashed upon the shore, forever leave them wanting more.

He can’t return to that loving place,

Wishing he could chase the dreams away.

He looks upon the crystal waves and remembers the girl he lost that day.

They say betrayal is the highest art and, she never would have known where to start.

He knew he would not find her upon the sands, so he closed his eyes and imagined her hand.