afterwards

I stumbled into the night Following your footprints in the soft sand as they were washed away by the tide and the sea while above false stars twinkled leaving reflections of diamonds in the waters and I sat down to rest and you came to me and told me to walk with you but my hand remained empty and the hole would not be filled and even as I struggled for a last embrace fell into the seafoam swept into the ocean carried out to sea treading water growing weary hearing you sing.