singing to the sea for feelings deep blue
tonight, the sky dips below the dunes
tasting of vinegar and freshly-turned soil
digging my toes in the shards of shell and rock
my feet, bloodied and purified
as the waves soothe my burning skin
i find your face in the sand
pull my fist back and throw
punch after punch
until i collapse, hating myself
for letting you win again
my hair matted against my neck
raw and imperfect, my face sunburned
toes swollen and i remember
the way you used to call me beautiful
call me yours, and i hate that
i let your lies seep into my head, even now
title adapted from "an evening i will not forget" by dermot kennedy
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